It’s Friday
night.
It’s hot.
I’m sick.
I’m in pain.
My eating
hasn’t been the best lately.
First time
climbing in two weeks, didn’t go too well.
I haven’t been
keeping up with Tumblr.
I’ve been
doing an awful lot of complaining lately.
I need to
boost up my time with God.
Illness seemed
to invade the people around me (Dad went into the hospital, drove The Boy to
the hospital for a mild concussion; a few other instances as well. All are
doing much better now).
I’m tired.
And now I’m
trying to write a blog post. My brain apparently hit summer and thought “Why do
anything anymore?” That’s not how it’s supposed to go. I mean I’ve been doing
things, hanging with The Boy and Pyro like every day. But my climbing has been
lacking. My morning devotions haven’t happened in a while (though I am
determined to change that soon). And although one of my favorite foods is a
peanut butter sandwich, even I will admit I have been reaching my limit per
week.
I will say
that I have been eating a decent amount of veggie salads. So there’s a plus.
Also, all those I know who got sick, are healing rather quickly. Tumblr will go
on another day without knowing what I ate for lunch and dinner. I will keep
going back to the rock gym. I have proven time and time again that I can
control and change my eating. Pain is weakness leaving the body (though I’m not
sure a possible actual injured shoulder counts in that rule). My nose will
clear out.
On top of all
of these good points, God will always love me. He will never leave me, or
forsake me, no matter how many peanut butter sandwiches I eat or how many days
of climbing I miss. He’ll always be there, waiting, hoping, for the next
morning I wake up and take some time to be with Him.
Eventually, I
will learn to complain a little less and enjoy life a little more.
Oh, and how can it be a bad two weeks when you’ve seen and pictured two
different turtles? I love turtles.
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