Hello (again?), dear Reader, and welcome to this blog. Right now it's about half past two o'clock in the afternoon and I'm home alone while he's off to an important appointment and have spent the entirety of today in last night's nightgown, physically tired (but feel as though some recovery could be going on as well, which is great if so).
Well, the doctor wants me to get some Mucinex, and I will, but in two more days. And, as dry as I continue to be, I'm retrospectively glad that he did not dispense any codeine as requested which would've aided to a point, maybe?, but definitely would have exacerbated this unwelcome lack of desperately-needed hydration, too. See why I trust them to ultimately - always - make the best call? So very many good reasons in the order of things for each of us to voluntarily trust and submit to (good, Godly) authority, and you can check that out in Romans 13, don't take my word for it (without vetting it yourselves, anyway).
Something really cool, though, is when you truly realize that it literally does not matter when God calls you home, because your heart is ready when He is. That, to me, is Peace.
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