It was but a Friday when Jehovah finally answered my prayers!
See I have been believing for an end to the fatigue that had been plaguing my mind and body and that ever tacking cough. What with all the "nothing is wrong with you" chants from the family doctor and his cohorts, I was ready to hang up my "hypochondriac" jersey.
Fridays the 6th brought me disturbing news (according to me) that would turn out to be the wisest decision that a girl ever made. Yes a girl has made some foolish decisions before ...but that is not the moral of this story.
The moral of the story is that you HAVE to find the joy in EVERY happening. That Friday, my doctor made me, YES MADE ME, drop everything mid air, sentence, you name it - check myself into hospital.
Instant meltdown - visions of the worst kind running through my mind. I'm going to get an iPod in my heart...ohhh nooooo.....more pouting. He is always there to put the R in reality. He asked why I was being a negative Nancy! I wondered why they had phones in Dallas!
Three days later - doe eyed and alert as a deaf thief!
Look who is grateful now!
One day "Why me?????", three days later "Jehovah heard my prayers"
Nice to meet you pacemaker. I thought you was for old people only.
We are going to go places together - being full of gratitude together.
