Sunday, December 16, 2012


If you know me in real life, or if you have read Life with Lynnie (LwL) for any length of time, you'll know that I love my Lord's day.  SONday!

You're probably aware that I have been doing my Christmas visitation and deliveries lately, to clients and friends.  Not only is this time consuming, but it is very hard on me physically.  Especially, since my incision is still causing me problems.  Not to mention that the swelling and pain I experience doesn't make life easy.

Yesterday, I had a rather full day.  By last evening, I was physically done in.  Tired.  Worn out.  Exhausted, to say the least.

The pain I was experiencing made me think that I might not go worship, today.

Of course, my conscience kept making me think this wasn't a good idea.  After all, if I was able to push myself to do what I needed to do on other days, I should do so for my Lord, too.

Before climing into bed last night, I actually took two (2) Ibuprofen.  Not one (1), but two (2).

To be honest, I'm not sure if they assisted me in drifting off to sleep right away, or if I did so because I was just so tired.  In any case, I am grateful that I not only fell asleep quickly, but am also thankful that I slept well through the night.

None of that sleep for a couple hours and then get up for several more hours, before returning to bed for another couple hours.  Not for me.  Not last night!  Thank You, Lord!

While lying awake this morning, thinking that I wouldn't really like to get up, my phone rang.  It was a Facebook (FB) friend of mine from Germany, I.  I and her husband met with me last year when they were visiting another FB friend.  And, we've kept in touch ever since.

After our conversation ended, I forced myself to get up.  And, moving.  After all, I am not dead, yet.  I am still living.

Every time I thought about how worn out I felt, before even beginning the day, I thought about how Satan was just trying to distract me. 

Knowing that I wanted to honour God, I did not want to allow myself to be distracted on this, His day of honour.  I reminded myself that when I came to Christ, became saved, and was baptized, I vowed to my Lord, to always die to self, and put Him first in my life.

This reminded me of Galatians 2:20, "I am crucified with Christ: nevertheless I live; yet not I, but Christ liveth in me: and the life which I now live in the flesh I live by the faith of the Son of God, who loved me, and gave himself for me."

How grateful I am for Jesus.  For the love He had for me, even before I was even conceived.  And, for the love He showed me, you and all who believe upon Him, when He sacrificed His life so we could be saved from an eternity in Hell.

While I try to honour God every day, I put myself into gear and went to worship.  And, was glad I did. 

Hopefully, you did, also!

Until next time...

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