A Knot At the End…
This should be Monday, or maybe Sunday. It is irritating to look up at the end of the week and realize somewhere along the week I lost my focus, and now it’s too late to do the projects I had planned on finishing this week.
Since my illness last September, when I had a reaction to a medicine, I’ve decided I should pray before I put any new supplement or medicine in my mouth. One more go-round like that one last fall should be the last one for me.
I know I’m repeating myself for older readers, but for newer readers, I used to tell a story about an Irishman that some dishonest crooks tried to poison in several different ways, but the Irishman kept coming back. I used that to emphasize to my youngest son, ‘you can’t kill an Irishman’. After last fall I told my son, ‘Honey, I gotta stop telling that story, some folks are taking it as a challenge.’
Returning to focus, pills, and the end of the week. Most weeks I just make it through. With this last week, by Thursday and today, I was wiped out. And here it is that I realize I gotta get a grip.
I’m setting a new goal for next week. You see, back in my prime, I was always on the go. Now, I’m having to adjust to days when my body and brain absolutely refuse to cooperate. I cannot shame, force, wheedle, or cajole myself into doing things. So, I need to start Sunday praying for a good week and God’s blessing as to how to go.
It reminds me of a ‘Ralphie T.’ moment. Ralphie T. was a fellow school bus rider back in my young years. He didn’t have a long driveway, but it was long enough for a kindergartner who dreamed he was in a race. Ralphie would burst out his front door, head down, running as hard as he could toward the bus waiting at the end of his driveway. It usually went well, until the time he misjudged and because he wasn’t watching where he was going, he ran into the side of the bus right under the school bus sign. If I start out at the beginning of the week and keep my eye on the end goal, I should not run into the school bus, and hopefully, I will hit the right mark.
The steps of a good man are ordered by the LORD: and he delighteth in his way. Though he fall, he shall not be utterly cast down: for the LORD upholdeth him with his hand.
(Psalms 37:23-24 KJV)
Sue Stout- Hegstrom
Your telling my story! Been there- heck, I’m still there. I love your posts.