Monday. A day to choose - do I want a good week or do I want to complain my way into a rut on the first day and ruin the rest of my week? Since I am not able to go back to work yet, the day of the week does not matter. I'm taking one day at a time regardless.
Here comes some 'facilities' talk for those of you who do not like things like that. Since I spend so much time in the 'throne' room, I have a small chair near the toilet that holds several books - one of which is the Word. It was opened to Psalm 118 - the whole thing is awesome - if you have not read it lately please do. "This is the day that the Lord has made, I will rejoice and be glad in it" and "I will not die but live and declare/proclaim what the Lord has done".
My Aunt Eva's Pastor in Montgomery, Alabama sends me a regular letter from their prayer meetings with all of the people who pray for me each signing there names on the bottom of the letter. The top half is an encouraging word from the Word by the Pastor. I glean so much from these letters and appreciate the hand signed touch, too. He is a man well aquainted with suffering since his wife has had years of extreme health problems and suffering. He said in one of the letterrs to 'proclaim the authority of God over this day' since this is the day that the Lord has made. He went on to say you may still feel pain and suffering, but you get straight Who is in Authority over your day. I used that this morning. My incision is acting up a good bit, aggravating, so i just decided to try and have a productive day anyway.
I have crimson clover I planted October last year all over the yard including in about a dozen potted Fig trees. The clover is almost 1 foot tall so I decided to clip the clover - which involved no squatting or heavy lifting and I had an umbrella blocking the sun - and feed it to the neighbors horse (no pun intended - neybors) She comes running when she sees me holding a few gallons of fresh cut clover. I know that made her day and it got me out of the house for a while.
The birds are all singing their songs and the bees are covering my blooming citrus trees. Have you ever seen a bumble bee - the big almost solid black bees that are not supposed to be able to fly (according to the laws of physics) - one will hover in place for several minutes, for what I do not know and then his buddy will dive bomb in and they will chase each other around a few more minutes and repeat the cycle all over again most of the day.
I see the Resurrection power of God in Spring - it is everywhere - expressions of God for those who have eyes to see and ears to hear.
Time to go pray with the kids and tuck them in. God Bless and may His Resurrection Power be with you today.