in the grip of the grippe
i remember being in the grip of the fever, waiting for the excedrin to kick in or me to pass out, whichever came first, just asking God to please help me, please forgive me, what did i do?, all of those things. i had this bizarre moment of clarity, though; in any situation, worship is always an appropriate response. true, my body was wracked with pain, and i seriously couldn't even think about getting down on my knees or having a little devotional right there, but i thought about Christ and His sufferings. i thought about how my affliction, wherever it came from or whoever sent it, could be used by God in that moment to become something i would thank Him for.
thank You, Father, for demonstrating Your unconditional love through suffering. i did nothing to earn that, and nothing i could ever do will change that. i am so thankful that i could identify with You in the least through my painful moment of illness. to think that after what i, sinful man, experienced and how badly it hurt, You still endured so much more, the perfect Son of God. i worship You for that today, Lord. let that be with my spirit this week as You continue to form me into a vessel of Your love. amen.
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