Anyway... how's everybody doing? It's been a quiet week for me. Literally. The day after my baptism, I lost my voice. I was down to a whisper for a few days, and probably just started getting my voice back fully yesterday. That's a whole week, y'all. Of me being quiet. Oh, so rare!
As annoying as it was for me and those listening to me, it was a good lesson for me too. For one thing, I couldn't yell at the kids. I kind of liked that, and I'm sure they did too. And since I was whispering, they would whisper back to me sometimes. It was kind of fun.
And, for another thing, I did a lot more listening last week than I usually do. I don't feel like I'm the best listener, and often wish I were better at it. I got my chance to do just that! I listened to my friends' talk about their lives a little more, I listened to my kids a little more, and I listened to God's whispers a little more too. If my throat hadn't been hurting, it might have been REALLY nice! And here's the other downside: I couldn't sing very well at church. That was a bummer!
Just as this past weekend approached and I thought I might start feeling a tad bit better, I woke on Saturday with a pinched nerve in my neck. Yeow! It was pretty painful. And it was about the same on Sunday and Monday, until I went to the chiropractor - and have been doing so every single day. It's still a bit pinched, but at least I'm able to move and pick Jackson up again. Now if I could just get this minor lupus flare to simmer down and stop attacking my hands, I'd be peachy!
There you have it: an update on my ailing, frail body. I've been joking all week that I got baptized and then the devil wanted to shut me up and put me in pain. But he didn't succeed because I found a way through it all, and the silver lining to boot! Even when my voice is silenced, I can still find words to praise the amazing ways God works in my life. Lucky me. God is good!
4 comments:
What a week! So glad you are feeling better. Thanks again for the "mommy always comes back" line. As you can see from my blog, it worked wonders.
Adorable.
We taught our 1 year old to do a high five, then a low five, then a five on the side, then 'slap me some skin' and then a friend just had to add 'knuckles' to the whole deal. Nothing like a 1 year old with her own special 'handshake' - haha.
You have all taught Jackson well. This sort of reminds me of the way my sister and brother-in-law are bringing up their children too; teaching them proper manners, and taking part of chores in the house.
Isn't that so true. The art of listening...truly listening...is something I need to practice more of. Thanks for the reminder...and I hope your throat AND your neck are on the mend
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