I've let fear stop me alot of times. In fact, I've let it stop me in recent times. -real recent. Jobs. Relationships. Weight Loss. Writing. Money. All of it. Fear the stuff enough, it eventually comes to pass. It's funny how you let things just stop you. When you have a gift and fear takes over. Satan loves that. Keeps notes on you. Yep, my name was stamped all over today's sermon. And yes, I did miss the experience of being there.
I cough, sneezed and continued to look at the hue of my eyes, as I fretted this happened over Christmas, when nothing was open. Didn't quite warrant ER service. I realized, I don't have a fever. I started to pop stuff when I felt something coming on. Of course, the 75 degrees, damp and humidity one day, and snow and below freezing the next helped. I remember, during my stay in the hospital, a nurse told me how rest the best thing you need to give your body. Could be worse. My mind still whirls with ideas. And I realize He wanted me to rest--for some reason. Fear decreased.
So as the Sunday still shines, I'll bask in these hours before Dallas Cowboys take on the dreaded and feared Washington Redskins by doing a bit of rest. I don't feel 100%, yet I'm not quite negative 10 either-just a bit tired-and new adventures need to be geared up for.
Stay tuned.
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