Speaking of health, this morning I climbed out of bed and started to get ready to go to the temple. I have tried to make Tuesday my temple day. As I got out of bed, I almost fell over. I felt like I was drunk. Now don't go and start assuming anything. I don't know how it feels like when one is drunk, however a dear friend of mine, when we were 16 or so, he told me I would love getting drunk. Didn't. Anyway, back to this morning "feeling" like I was drunk.
As I started to do the things to get prepared to go to the temple, my head started to spin. I have heard of people falling out of the shower. Didn't happen. I imagined driving the temple and blacking out, what would become of me. Didn't happen. Then I thought as I stood in the temple, it would be quite funny, at least for others to see, me falling over and landing on the floor. Other might think I was drunk. (Happened to Bonnie once) UGLY
So as the session was winding down, I considered going back to bed and not to work for I still felt my head reeling around in circles. I was told, (felt this little whisper) to breath deeply, get good oxygen into my head. I did so and some of the circles in my head went away. So I went to work. -- only half drunk.
The purpose of this is to verify, or testify, that our health is surely fragile. I mean at any moment we could be sick, "drunk" or unable to do what we have planned for that day. It gives me a reason to offer great gratitude to Father for letting me be healthy. Not as totally healthy I want to be to serve a mission, but healthy enough to drive, go to the temple, do the planned activities of the day, and not have other "things" within my body that are serious.
I watched my father and my brother-in-law die from cancer. I have witnessed another dear sister get incapacitated (I almost said decapitated, but that would not be entirely correct) with her head aches. I have, as you have, seen others struck with health issues that are serious.
I am healthy. I can get up and go to work or wherever I desire to go. Father has not (as of yet) decided to "bless" me with health challenges to learn from. I am so grateful for the health I have.
One of my earnest goals is to use up the health Father has given me in serving as a missionary, in the kingdom until my health is totally gone and they put me in a box under the ground. Whether I get to do that is largely dependent upon His wishes and what lessons I need to perfect me. But that is a goal, to use whatever health I have in helping in the Kingdom.
I am not quite as drunk right now, we shall see how the rest of the day goes.
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