I'm a little storybook. I mean, my life is. I will elaborate more as histories and the writings go by, trust me. :-) Pardon me, I was yawning. I can feel my eye makeup smearing a little because of my eyes watering from the yawning.
Guess what time the Lord decided to wake me up today? Give up? The answer is 12:30. I know right? Isn't that crazy? I think Joe and I went to bed at nine. Close to 10 p.m. Yesterday I did take a nap at Starbucks in the morning. My caregiver told me to take a nap. Then, I think I fell asleep for a little bit while we were watching The Voice last night. So, I'm good. I just may take a nap here at Starbucks after I write. Maybe.
Seriously, the Lord wanted me to wake up so I can update my list of prayers for people's names. By the way what names start with the letters "X.Q. and Y?" By the time I was done with that and my normal readings and prayers, it was time to shower and get ready to leave for the day.
I'm amazed by how much strength the Lord gives me after I spend time with him in the morning. Like, he totally helps me walk to the bathroom. There's like no way I have enough strength walking by myself to the bathroom if it's later in the day. I so cannot explain it. I know that early in the morning is the best time for me to have strength because I don't want Joe to have to be with me all the time from getting ready or being late for work. Sam is Miss Independent in the morning when it comes to getting ready for the day! Most probably, because God knows Joe needs to get ready for work. There are some moments when things don't necessarily end in good ways for me in the morning. But at those times, God always works it out.
By the time Joe and I get to Starbucks, we do the same thing even if we were at the condo in the morning. And, that is eat breakfast together. You know I really don't like eating breakfast in the morning anymore. I will because I have to. However, in order for me to really enjoy them, we would need to order it or I prefer to eat it like a breakfast for dinner thing. When we order it, I don't know, it's like something inside me says to eat it because Joe paid for it or it just takes awhile to get to me so my stomach starts to growl, meaning I am getting hungry.
Why don't I like to eat breakfast in the morning? It is the first meal of the day! Let me tell you. In the morning with my breakfast, that is the time that I drink my pills and I drink my pills with my breakfast. Meaning, when the breakfast goes down my throat pills will be going down my throat too.
I guess I'm reminded of Jacob. The story of Jacob working for the love of Rachel. Remember I did mention the story before? Jacob worked for their father, Laban for seven years. Then after all that hard labor, the father said, "oh but the other sister has to go first." So if he wanted Rachel he had to work for another 7 years.
I guess this man really loved Rachel so much that even though the work was all hard labor he didn't care. So, I'm thinking for me, of course, I would definitely hate drinking so much medicine. However, my mindset is to be thinking about how much the medicine can help me. I guess if you guys don't like to drink pills, try to do it with food and it will take out the taste sometimes. One of my pills I take after Joe leaves to go to work is this little tiny small pill. I'm so afraid it will get stuck in my throat and my problem dysphasia. So what do I do? I make sure that pill will go down. So, I usually take it while biting into my cookie or something that has crumbs and it will blend in. It's all good! Today I had a nutri-grain bar thing apple cinnamon. It was pretty good!
TBC..................
Whatever you do, work heartily, as for the Lord and not for men,
Proverbs 13:4 ESV
The soul of the sluggard craves and gets nothing, while the soul of the diligent is richly supplied
Philippians 4:13 ESV
I can do all things through him who strengthens me.
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