Is it starve a fever, feed a cold? I'm sure it's all an old wive's tale anyway. Here's my day:
Consumption: 2 cups decaf coffe. 1 Cherry Blast XS, 1 bowl leftover potato casserole, 1 chocolate TAMRS with peanut butter & banana (again - it's like a treat!), 1 Strawberry HEB water, 2 Cheetoe Puffs (off Tripp's plate), 1 small bowl of mac-n-cheese. A few doses of Tylenol for the body ache that turned into a full blown fever.
Exercise: Didn't happen due to fever.
Spiritual Development: Quite time at 6:40 this morning before the children got up!!!! I was in Psalm 1 today and the devotional guide I'm using prompted me to think a lot about this bit of poetry. I was reminded that even righteous "trees" bear fruit in their season. Meaning that is is natural, intentional on God's part, and totally normal to go through a winter season with what appears to be no fruit. But God tends his garden of trees. He prunes us when we need it. He waters us when we come to Him. And He takes such joy in watching us bloom in our season. Like the title of Sheila Walsh's book says Life is Tough, but God is Faithful. We must only stay faithful to Him and wait.
Also read a chapter in Pilgrim Heart today. It was on the practice of confession. Something the author, Darryl Tippen, notes is very absent in much of contemporary Christianity. It spoke of the importance to not only confess our own sins (not just to God), but to receive others' confessions and to extend to them the promise of God that our sins will be forgiven. It struck me that my initial post on this blog was a bit of a confession. I confessed a personal struggle and I must say I have been overwhelemed at the response and comments I have received. It would seem that depression, or "blue moods," and the fear of new direction along with hunger for God's voice in our lives has struck a cord. Thank you my friends. Your support and honesty in your comments has built me up and increased my confidence that this journey is one I must take, I must share with others, and that God indeed is faithful.