Where I work, you accumulate one sick day per month. I’ve worked for the organization now for 16 months. Funny thing. I’ve got 16 sick days. Well, minus one, now. I’m home. Feelin’ yucky. Feelin’ worse, because there are some significant flare ups at work, so I’ve actually been doing some work from home.
Today, I am also cognizant for the first time in my entire conscious life that I now have what can only be called an enemy, a nameable human someone apparently interested in my failure and stumbling. I personally have no animosity toward this person. True, some mild irritations at certain behaviors, but otherwise it’s sort of a shrug for me. I am, concomitantly, more keenly aware of the need for attentiveness and shrewdness. But it’s weird nonetheless. Makes quite a difference to the quality of one’s prayer life. All sorts of Psalms and Proverbs references come to mind.
Amidst it all, however, I am much buoyed by the thought that my beautiful women come home tomorrow! This ol’ boy needs them very very much.
Of your mercy, prayers for my wife and daughters as they travel. And for me, a sinner.
I hope you feel better soon.
Ask the Lord to allow you to see this “enemy” as God sees him/her. Ask that this may be used to glorify God in your life. Here is a good prayer for your situtation: “Eternal God, forasmuch as without Thee we are not able to please Thee; Mercifully grant that thy Holy Spirit may in all things direct and rule our hearts; through Jesus Christ our Lord who lives and reigns with Thee, One God, through ages of ages. Amen.”
May you feel better soon! You will the moment, your loved ones walk through the door.