Monday Marks

Since we last met up on Friday, I have fought sneezes, watery eyes and occaisonal cough. Sinus stuff brought on my the change of weather. It was to happen sooner or later. What I have realized is my battle is still lost with the sneezes, etc, yet the wounds aren't as bad. Nope. When I first to Dallas and this set in. Oh MY! Lost my voice, Sneezed enough to be put into the Guinness World Book of records and just was miserable. I'd get sick in Iowa, yet in Dallas--it was a whole 'nother thing***Now, not so much fevers any more. I know what meds to pop. Voice doesn't disappear as it once did. And Puffs tissues are now made with lotion, so my nose doesn't get as raw. As I have tried to script these last few sentences, I have sneezed times. Cats ran. The tissue pile grows***In the meantime, I can smell my soup cook on the stove. Almost time for one of my fave TV shows to come on, and my covers are calling me. I'll just make sure I don't disturb the ginger tabby cat.

Sunday Shines

As I continue to sneeze, cough and wonder if my eyes can water and stay redder than my favorite lipstick. I didn't attend church today. Haven't missed a Sunday since August, when I'd watch services online. This was during the time I couldn't decide which church to attend. That time also made me realize I missed the experience of being in church, to fellowship as it were. That's a far cry from the days Sundays were made to recover from Saturdays and only brainwashed folks went to church. Guess call me 'brainwashed." Well, anyway for today, there was no way I was going. So I watched Pastor Rickie Rush, Inspiring of Body Christ Church, speak of fear, online from the comfort of my cluttered, cat filled home. How we let fear prevent us from so many things. Yea, once again, the sermon coulda had my name on it.

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.