The View from My Door

The view from my front door

Thankfully, the sun is in full effect today.  I just don't do well with prolonged periods of dull grey skies.  Yesterday was another dark, wet day.  I don't normally sleep late, but on days like these, when I am able and I need to, I do.  I did yesterday and today.  I used to feel guilty about it, even though it happened infrequently, but not anymore.  I figure if I didn't need the sleep, I wouldn't be able to keep my eyes closed.  But I do have to keep watch on why I do it when I do.  This morning, I could have gotten up at daybreak, but it was cold in the house and I just didn't want to go out in the wetness to bring firewood in and then fiddle with getting it started, all the while shivering and trying to keep from waking everyone else.  So I chose to roll over and go back to sleep, snuggled under my warm blanket.  Not the best reason for not getting up, but not the worse.  The one I will fight to keep away is depression.  If that had been the reason, I would have gotten up no matter what.

 

Anyway, I spent all day yesterday working on papers for school.  I'm behind, but catching up.  I thought when I was home with my shoulder injury that I would have no problem sitting down here, knocking those papers out.  Boy, was I ever wrong!  It was difficult to type before my shoulder surgery, but impossible in the months following.  Only now am I back to a point where I can sit and type at all, much less for prolonged periods.  God touched my shoulder on December 30th, and it is steadily improving.  I know it is healed completely, but it has not fully manifested yet.  Still, on the night of the 30th, I was finally able to reach behind my back without excruciating pain.  Not only that, but I gained probably three to four inches of mobility behind my back that night!  Praise the Lord!!!  Jesus is so wonderful!  I have been healed before and those things have never returned, so I have faith that this time will be no different.

I know this isn't the most interesting blog you've probably ever read.  I don't really even know where it's headed.  I just know I need to keep at it.  It's something I've been feeling the need to do, but it's never been the time.  I know now is the time.  With a life as uneventful as mine, the temptation for some would be to spice this blog up with tales of being tracked down by the attorney of some long, lost wealthy relative telling me I had inherited millions upon his death, or of winning the lottery and traveling the world, but perhaps what I have to offer can be found in the mundane.  I suppose it remains to be seen.