Morning came and once again, I didn't really want to get up, but I did.
Being good (lol), I did what I had to do and exercised, as always. It surprised me actually, because I was feeling absolutely horrid.
Yesterday, on Facebook (FB) I realize I made a joke about Murphy, as in Murphy's Law: Whatever can go wrong, will. And, in my case, usually does. Yes, I know Murphy very well!
The truth is I was rather upset for a while, yesterday. You see, I realized it was time for me to clean my balcony.
For some people, this may not be a hard job, but for me, it is. In fact, it was one thing Gordon always did, for us, because this was and still is something that is rather difficult for me, physically. Even so, I did it. I worked hard cleaning and swabbing the deck, so to speak.
Afterwards, with the sun still shining, I brought in the mop and pail to clean them, before putting them away. Within literally seconds, as I was rinsing the mop, the sky grew dark, the wind picked up so much that I thought maybe we were having a tornado, bringing with it dirt that must have felt comfortable on my balcony, for it stayed.
Then, the worst happened. We had a torrential downpour that lasted only a few minutes. Just long enough to ensure that all my hard work was for naught.
Okay. I can laugh about it, today. The trouble is that my back is not laughing, nor is my neck and shoulders. As I mentioned, it is a lot of work for me. Whenever I do this, I pay physically for several days.
While reflecting on all this whining, something popped into my head. A song's lyrics that go like this: Oh Lord! It's hard to be humble... for it is, but we must all live this way... humbly, I mean. I just wish I could claim the rest of the line: when you're perfect in every way.
I'm not perfect and never will be until I am in heaven; then, and only then, will I be as perfect as I can ever be. While I'm here on earth, I know I must just suffer through all the pain that comes with living.
If you haven't already prayed for physical healing for me, I am asking you to do so, for I truly need relief from this painful, physical suffering. Thank you. May God bless you.
Until next time...
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