I was sick this week.
It was really no fun. Fever, chills, body aches. I think it was a viral situation. Not in the YouTube sense, but in the no-reason-to-pay-a-copay sense, because a doctor will just tell you to get over it.
Sometimes, when Michael and I listen to Christian radio, we crack up because people call in and say things like "I'm so blessed because I got hit in the teeth with a softball and the Lord used it to teach me about perspective."
I think it's because we live our lives from a perspective of regular suffering and patience-building and character-building circumstances.
We smile at the people who are able to find joy in getting hit in the face with a softball.
I've talked before about my CFN degree. I used it this week to take care of myself. Brokaw made sure I had plenty of puggle snuggles.
I'm feeling better now. Can't wait to get back to the gym.