Monday, November 22, 2010

Cough, Cough

I have had one of those hard-to-get-rid-of colds.  The lingering cough has given me the voice of a heavy smoker.  It would be great if I were singing jazz, but I'm not, so I sound like a foghorn.  All of this is to say I haven't felt much like posting.  I'm going into my third week of coughing but the doctor told me today that my lungs are clear.  So I am just going to keep drinking plenty of water and I've made a decision to slow down and take afternoon naps this week.  I think that will finally kick this cold out of the door.

Mercifully, Kathryn has not caught this cold from me.  While Qavah had the sniffles and a cough last week, she is entirely better.  Paul Burton generally works holidays but has this Thanksgiving Day off for the first time in several years.  Lord willing, our plan is to have our Thanksgiving dinner with the family and spend the afternoon playing games and relaxing.  It sounds like a fabulous plan to me.  

I heard a great sermon today about letting go of all anxiety and handing every single anxious thought to God for His attention.  It is written in Phillipians 4:6,  "Do not be anxious about anything, but in every situation, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God."  I was lying down listening to those powerful words and had a mental picture of myself handing over a list of what I consider the trials in my life.  I pictured myself "presenting" my list, leaving the list with God, and returning to the kitchen where the savory aroma of a baking turkey and a grateful heart made my day perfect. This Thanksgiving I want to exercise true thanks giving, without the weight of my list in hand.  Thank God for His arms that are strong enough to carry all of our "lists."

Leave it quietly to God my soul:
the past mistakes
that left their scars.
All bitterness beyond control,
that mars
His peace,
demands its toll.
Confessed to Him and left...
it would,
like all things
work together 
for my good,
and bring release.
I would be whole.
So
"leave it quietly to God
my soul."  Ruth Bell Graham

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