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An Ouch Kind of Week

Have you ever wondered what in the world is going on with you... Like everything you're more clumsy than normal, and you're especially prone to hurting yourself, no matter how hard you try to avoid it?

Well that's how the last week has been for me. First I got a bladder infection. Then I conked my head on the fridge at least 3 times putting away one set of groceries. Then I bumped my head pretty hard at work, just picking something small off the floor to throw it away. Lastly, while I was driving, I took a drink of pop (which I rarely have, because I was just that desperate for a little caffiene) I drop the cap and try to catch it, but instead gouge several pieces of skin out of my right hand. How is this possible?

Well, maybe it's because I'm an imperfect human. Maybe because God's given me opportunities to laugh at life. It's then my choice to laugh or not.

Why is it so hard to laugh at all this? Maybe because it's painful to my body. And my pride.

Then "I don't wanna be anything other than what I've been tryin' to be lately" comes on the radio and I add my thoughts to the chorus - I do wanna be someone who takes everything in stride, does all things for the glory of God, and trust in Him with all I've been given - bruised head, scraped hand, hurt pride and all.

Until next time,
Love,
me

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