I could barely breath last night. It felt like Andre the Giant had me in a sleeper hold for most of the night.
I tossed, turned, paced, sat in steam, and...I...prayed. Strange, I prayed about a lot of people I normally don't. I was able to consider the preciousness of life, meditating on the truth that all of us hang on a single golden string, that is held by the sheer Sovereign pleasure of God. I thought about how out of control I am. I thought about my dad. It was not a fun night, but it was a night that seemed to be enchanted by a different Spirit. God seemed closer. I'm tired this morning, I went to the pharmacist and got the drugs I need. I am breathing full and strong. But I must admit, it really was a great night. Asthma came to me as an enemy that brought me closer to my best friend. Suffering has a use. Sure I do not invite it; but when it comes I must not complain, whine, and blame God for it. It has a use. It brings us closer to our best friend. Have a great day!
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Kaitlyn Dean
9/15/2014 08:56:46 am
What bought my husband and I to Jesus was a horrible incident that happened one night. It was so hard at the time to go through it but I praise God everyday for it because we never would have changed our sinful ways.
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Christopher Weeks
9/15/2014 10:33:40 am
That is exactly what my pout was! Thanks Kaitlyn for that
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Christopher Weeks
9/15/2014 10:33:50 am
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