Back Door

Sometimes Gratitude sneaks in the back door, like a teenager 20 minutes past curfew that doesn’t want Mom to know. Over night I had a intestinal bug, i was up half the night doing you know what. Woke up this morning weak, slightly nauseated and this old body still complaining. I decide to stay home from Church, and I had things to do this morning do i did not feel good about it. But as I slowly have come to feel better, I realize that being home by has allowed me to prepare and rearrange for next weeks responsibilities. Calm myself and focus. It Sometimes unexpected things happen, and in this case I’m grateful for my illness. Amen

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