Flu

     "It comes the very moment you wake up each morning.  All your wishes and hopes for the day rush at you like wild animals.  And the first job each morning consists simply in shoving them all back; in listening to that other voice, taking that other point of view, letting that other larger, stronger, quieter life come flowing in.  And so on, all day.  Standing back from all your normal fussings and frettings; coming in out of the wind."  C.S.Lewis
     Yes, and we need to continue to do this as Lewis says, "and so on, all day."  It's not just a daily battle; it's an hourly battle.  To keep pushing out our "fussings and frettings" and keep breathing deep into Him and allow His "larger, stronger, quieter life come flowing in."
     I just needed that reminder.  It's been an incredibly busy day, and here it is 10 p.m., and I'm finally sitting down for a quick moment to take a deep breath.  It's been a roller coaster day--wonderful Bible study, followed by taking Janie to the doctor and discovering she has the flu.  Mercy.  Bless her heart, she wanted to cry--just one more thing.  One more challenge. And not that these things ever come at a good time, but this is definitely not a good time for her.  
     And then the Lord just silently, gently breathed His life into me.  One moment I felt overwhelmed that we had to deal with something else, and the next, He just replaced it with His peace and a deep sense that this too was part of His plan.  If He's in control of all things--and He is--then this thing, too, is from Him.  And He will somehow use it--for our good and His glory.
     And one more blessing from the accident and our month in the hospital--perspective.  This is, after all, most definitely not the end of the world!  Just a little setback, and Lord willing, a very short one, we pray.  
     God is always up to something, isn't He?  Sometimes we just have to wait and see ... and in the meantime, we'll keep trusting and praying and waiting and watching.
    And praising Him for Tamiflu!  He is, after all, the author of all good gifts.
    To God be the glory.