I’m sick. Got a sore throat, runny nose, cough and just can’t get any rest. The phone keeps ringing, got some meetings to attend, the office manager is home feeling bad, the grandbabies are sick too and grandma wants to know when “I’m coming over?” All I do is stare at the paper on my desk wondering how I’m going to ever get a sermon written, Bible studies prepared and counsel those who come through the door. Point? I feel awful.
But…I had to smile when I read some writings from a sixteenth-century bishop Francis de Sales this morning where he states, “We often say that we are nothing, that we are misery itself and the refuse of the world, but we would be very sorry if anyone took us at our word or told others that we are really such as we say.”
Lord thank-you for allowing me to feel awful because it forces me to depend on You. Also keep me from feeling sorry for myself when others are struggling with so much in this world. Prejudice, disease, homelessness, martyrdom and all I have is a dripping nose, big deal.
Psalm 139:1-2 “LORD, you have searched me out and known me: you know my sitting down and my rising up; you discern my thoughts from afar.” May our God and Savior watch over you as you travel this sometimes bumpy road today.