Wednesday, August 7, 2013

Weakness... Strength...

Before I tell you more about Lake Havasu City (LHC), Arizona, USA, I feel I must write about something else.

I'm exhausted.  Tired.  Worn out.

And, it's not really due to travelling. 

The truth is, even while I was away, I didn't do as much physically, as I have done during past travels.  After all, I've been to LHC several times before, so it wasn't like I was overdoing things, energy-wise.

The fact is, I enjoyed resting and visiting with my cousin, E!

Yes, I realize that last Friday evening, August 2nd, I flew back to Detroit (D), Michigan, USA on a red eye flight, and this could wear a person out, by itself.  The plane left Las Vegas (LV) about 11:45 p.m.

With the time change and with a flight about four (4) hours in length, I feel like I only slept for about an hour.  It is safe to say that while I say I slept, I feel I was truly only in a deep rest, for I was totally aware of my surroundings and of all that was happening around me, while on the plane.

Arriving back at the hotel where I stayed the night prior to me flying out to LV, where I left my vehicle for their sleep/park & fly programme, I'm sure you can imagine I was exhausted.

After obtaining my keys, I went out to my van that was waiting for me.  To my surprise, I found my van had been damaged.  It was shocking to me, because I had never had this happen before, while leaving my vehicle while travelling.

The rear, passenger side fender had been scratched.  White paint on my red van made me realize that it must have been a white vehicle that did the damage.

In addition, the vehicle that did the damage must have made contact with my rear, passenger side, brake light cover.  While the cover was still in one piece, it had been literally pulled away from where it had been installed, resulting in the rubber being torn, and my cover hanging open.

I won't go into detail about what else happened once the police arrived, but I will say that it took several hours before I was able to make it across the bridge, back into Windsor, Ontario, Canada, where I live.

Once in Windsor, I read a text from a friend who wanted to meet at Tim Horton's (TH).  Thinking that the timing was right, knowing that once I arrived home, I'd be heading to bed, I responded that I would meet her.

A and I enjoyed our time, together at TH.  Thank you, A... I appreciated every minute of our visit.  And, I thank you for the gift of fruit you gave me, to take home with me!  May God bless you, my friend.

Since then, I've only rested.  No activities to wear me out, have I done.

Well, okay.  Twice over the last two (2) days, I went to a grocery store and picked up a couple of items, each day.  Like bread and cheese, yesterday.

On both days, after parking my van, I walked into the store and literally picked up the couple of items, and went to check out, to pay for my purchase.

I didn't walk around.  I didn't go up and down aisles.  I just found the items and literally left the store.

It's made me realize how weak I've become over the last 11 months, of not being well.  And, how grateful I am that my Lord helped me through. 

Just thinking about this, reminded me of 2 Corinthians 12:10, "Therefore I take pleasure in infirmities, in reproaches, in necessities, in persecutions, in distresses for Christ's sake: for when I am weak, then am I strong."

Even though not being well hasn't been fun, I must say that I am thankful.

Thankful that God has provided for my every need.  Thankful that my Lord, gives me strength, daily. 

And, thankful that He continues to show me that as I am going through this horrific trial, He is being glorified.

Until next time...

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