around my shoulders.
My body is an open ache.
Damning attention, hampering
focus, and impeding my joyful
progress.
Right now I am negotiating how
long I will allow myself to stay in bed.
Strategically placing the heat down
the right side of my body.
I have plans this morning, so I have to get up,
and get out of the house. On work days,
I just go, no thought just get up and get
out. But on days off, I want to be
kind and considerate of my limitations.
Mr. Lee left me a thermos of
black coffee. A treat during my contemplation.
To feel content in all circumstances.
See how the child snuggles into
a safe place.
When I can't tolerate the pain,
I pray, as my mother taught me.
Prayer is a lullaby more powerful
than any drug.
John 10:9
I am the gate; whoever enters through me will be saved.
They will come in and go out, and find pasture. NIV
Pasture, a place of rest.
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