Friday I strayed from the fold into the lands of Fear, Anxiety, and Faithlessness. I sent out an email plea to all my girlfriends asking if one of them could take me to Baptist to visit the eye specialist tomorrow. I didn't think I had the courage to go alone. I was worried about the outcome-or lack of outcome.
I was tempted to think of my physical self as irreparable, forgetting (again) Abba's redemptive Power, compassion, and enough-ness.
Overnight I became stricken with a virus: cough, very sore throat, fever, and runny nose - almost everything in the NyQuil commercial. (edit: turns out it was the flu...but I didn't know that at the time I wrote this)
Just the thought that there is a way out of having to go see the specialist tomorrow afternoon is comforting. Maybe my fever won't be gone. I'll go to a family doctor in the morning and she'll send me back to bed for the remainder of the week. Maybe not likely, but possible.
For every temptation we are provided a way out...and even Jesus asked for a cup to pass him by.
That's not the case here. But even unviable options are options.
Praying for peace, healing, and renewed heart-thoughts.
~Rebecca
