Busy but good day at work.
I am a little anxious, because I have much to do; and my throat is scratchy and my left ear hurts and I have the chills and I feel warm and I am weak and I had better gulp some Airborne. Bummer. But my heart is resting in Jesus. Where else would I go but empty (to quote poet friend, Gretchen Sousa).
I caught up on e-mails when I got home, and also a little on Facebook. Interesting post about grabbing the book nearest you, turning to page 56 (I think that's the page it was), and typing the 5th sentence. Here's mine:
"When once you allow physical selfishness, mental slovenliness, moral obtuseness, spiritual density, everyone belonging to your crowd will suffer."
~ Oswald Chambers in MY UTMOST FOR HIS HIGHEST
I am not an island. What I do affects many others. I had better remember this.
This afternoon Dave was so kind and patient with a friend on the phone. Best of all, he is genuine. I am so small. But I want to get taller. ;-) If truth is not adorned with love, it will only poke the hearer.
The bed calls me.
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