You may not have noticed that I did not post a blog last
week. I was sick. My husband and I contracted colds. Not just a bit of a runny
nose and some sneezes, but a rather nasty cold virus that several friends and
church members had. We tested for COVID but it was negative. It wasn’t influenza
as there was no high temperature, muscle aches, nausea or vomiting. We had the
stuffed up nose, headaches, sneezes, and coughs and generally felt pretty
horrible. The worst was having no energy. I would get up for an hour, then feel
so limp I would have to go back to bed for another three or four. We slept a
lot and had no energy to eat much—which was just as well as the cupboards and
freezer soon became bare. We were on the last of the tissues and toilet paper
before we had enough energy to shop at the supermarket, before coming home and
having to rest again.
We were both sick about a week and a half although it took
over two weeks to have any energy to live our normal daily lives.
Needless to say, I did not work on my computer at all during
this time; I found it too tiring to read scripture and a struggle to pray. Some
days I just lay in bed saying, ‘Help Father, heal me.’
How wonderful to have a Father who loves us so greatly and
understands our struggles so thoroughly, that he responds even to our feeblest
of prayers. A Father, who is always available when we call.
No matter what is going on in your life today, even if you
are walking ‘through the valley of the shadow of death’ (Psalm 23:4), may you
experience God’s constant presence; when you call to him, he will answer you.
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