I’ve been sick the past couple days.
Nothing serious, just a bad cold but the fever, stuffy nose and body aches make everything
So.
Much.
Harder.
And it has reminded me why people flock to the doctor’s office or urgent care clinics on day 5 begging for a pill or shot or SOMETHING that will make them feel better. Trouble is, viral colds can’t be cured by antibiotics.
But lots of folks refuse to believe that.
The only thing to do for the common cold is to treat the symptoms-drink fluids, get plenty of rest, eat healthy food and take vitamins or over the counter medications.
In other words-slow down, pay attention to what my body needs and take care of myself.
This rotten cold reminds me that on day 1,134 since Dominic left us, I wish there was a pill or a shot or SOMETHING that could make the pain and heartache of child loss go away. Trouble is, the only cure for missing my son is to hold him again.
But that won’t happen this side of heaven.
So the only thing I can do in the meanwhile is to acknowledge the pain, give myself space and time to do the work grief requires and choose to speak truth to my heart so that it can hold on until Jesus calls me home or He returns.
In other words-slow down, pay attention to what my body, soul and spirit need and take care of myself.
I’m not always the best patient when it comes to colds and sometimes I’m not willing to take my own good advice when it comes to grief.
I’m often tempted to ignore my need for rest. I try to push harder, move faster, go further but it always ends badly.
This Valley is long and I want to finish well.
I’m going to try to be better at doing what it takes to make that happen.
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