The Rough Terrain of the Path

It's 3:05 in the morning. My sickness is keeping me from rest. God and I are having a wonderful time together. My friend and Christian brother lays within his home fighting the ravages of chemotherapy. I rejoice in my discomfort this night having prayed that God would give me his sickness so he might rest. I don't know if God has indeed done this but as I fight this physical disruption I am praising God thinking that maybe my friend is having a peaceful night.

My apologies to those who have traveled the path with me and found me slow to post my latest movements of the journey. My intentions have been there but my post surgery period has been different than I expected. I thought that it would be a quiet time of recuperation and that I would have a great deal of time to kill. I had pictured catching up on my many books and laying out months of sermons and when ever fatigue would set in I would close my eyes and nap until strength would return. It has been anything but that. I have pretty much had minimal rest and am working pretty much a full day each day. I have even been out and about more than I thought though I don't like to drive very far. I am trying to minimize the recuperative period so that my healing can be accomplished but there are so many needs and so much to be done. I am learning an important lesson and pain is the instructor.

I have been humbled by the outpouring of love and good wishes. It is hard at times to be on the receiving end of blessings but is important to allow yourself to be blessed. To a person I have been told to take it easy and not be in a hurry to jump back into the fray. But I must confess there is this little section of pride that likes to proclaim how I have taken on quickly the tasks that are usually mine to own as if I am someone of some special sacrificial status. I confess it is feeding my own prideful need for recognition. Wow does it hurt to say that! But I have learned this and today, if by no other reason than sheer fatigue I am going get over myself and rest. No more foolishness this day! The path will be before me whenever I am able to rise up again and continue my travels.

The doctor has not given me an all clear on the cancer so I may have more challenging sections of the path to walk. I had better build up my strength. This Beetle's path has roadside rests. See you after the break.