Monday, May 12, 2008

Broken Plans

Today I thoroughly planned on getting into the garden early. When I woke, it was cool, too cool for me to be outside. It was 50 degrees, I just checked and it is up to 57. Very soon I can go out. It will not take me long to plant the corn and beans, If I can stay ahead of the birds and get it covered before they eat the seed.
We seem to have a lot of wind this year. More than I can recall in the past. Perhaps that is contributing to the dry season. If it were not for the winds I could stand the cool air, since the sun is shining bright.
You know California Sunshine. It is everything you hear it is. Warm, comforting, spirit lifter. Then it is Hot hotter and hottest.
David felt much better this morning. After nursing a temp of 101 all weekend he said he felt fine today. I have to claim it.
As he slept yesterday,( nearly all day.) I walked into the room, stood at the chest of drawers and prayed for him. I stood there for a few minutes just asking God to heal him.
When he got up that time, He said he still felt bad. As the four hours wore off from the medicine. I took his temp again. It was 98.6. Perfect.
I told him I had prayed for him.
In a few minutes I said, "You know do you want to take another aspirin, just in case?"
As I started to the room to grab the bottle, I stopped. I said, "That is not practicing faith"
So no aspirin and no more temps.
In the middle of the night, on one of his many trips to the bathroom, He did get two more, just because he was aching. I checked, he did not seem to have a temp.
So today, we are just waiting for it to warm up, and I can get the garden planted. I am not letting him out there for a while. I think I wear him out.
When my battery runs down, I stop. I just have to make myself stop, I will keep going and going and going.
Most of mine is from nerves, I can not sit or I think too much. If I sit and think I will worry and I can not accomplish one thing by worry, it will not add one nano second to my life.
God knows each hair on my head, he knows each sparrow that falls, he surely knows my heart..

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Glad he's doing better, I was wondering.