Ice, it’s a Love-Hate Thing

Another year, and still no cure.  Winter again.  Last week we had a little freezing rain, topped with a little snow.  Then it warmed up a day, melted that snow on the ice and that night we had some more freezing rain.  I’m trying to knit my first sweater.  I figure it will take me all winter at about four to ten rows a day, depending on whether or not my hands and wrists choose to cooperate. Anyway, I forgot to bring in the rest of the yarn that I bought to finish the project.  I decided to put on my good boots, you know, the ones with all the tread?  Then I ventured out across the driveway.  I now know first hand what the phrase, “Ass over tin cups” means.  The only thing I could think of while flying not so gracefully through the air, was, “This is really going to hurt!”.  The next thing I was aware of, was my head bouncing not once, but twice as I landed flat on my back.  Thank God I had my back brace on.  I was stunned.  I have no clue how long I laid there, my brains still rattling around in my head.  I finally realized that nothing seemed broken, except maybe my pride, and rolled over on my hands and knees.  I crawled to my car and pulled myself up on the bumper before standing gingerly to assess the damages.  A bump on the back of my head, otherwise it seemed I was no worse for the wear.  I had opened the car and retrieved the bag of yarn before I realized that my glasses were halfway to the house on one side of the driveway and my cell phone on the other side.  Now how was I going to maintain my balance and retrieve  these items?  I wear trifocals, so I really need my glasses.  It had also been a really bad cell phone year.  I’m on my third screen and second phone.  I really appreciate E-bay, and my dear friends/adopted son, who works on electronic devices in his spare time.  So, I got down on my knees by my glasses and discovered that they had survived.  Next stop, my phone which miraculously made it without a scratch or a crack!  I walked slowly, using baby steps the rest of the way across that HUGE driveway (funny how it seemed to triple in width overnight), up the steps and into the house.  I doused myself with Bio-Freeze and took two naproxin.  I survived with a headache that lasted for a day, a few bumps and bruises (the biggest of course, was my ego) and achier than normal muscles and joints that I have no clue how long they lasted….since they hurt all the time anyway.

Now for the LOVE part of the ice story.  I love to sit at the kitchen table with a hot cup of tea, read my Bible and watch the birds on the suet block feeders.  It’s so peaceful to reflect on God’s creation, and watch His little creatures.  Their lives are so simple.  It allows me to ponder my Heavenly Father, His Word and His provision for my family.  That’s when I pray and seek His Will for my life, and this “thorn” He has allowed in my life.  It is HIS burden to bear, not mine.  I have to keep reminding myself that if I dwell on the pain, stiffness and tiredness, then I am allowing the devil to take hold.  Instead I need to continually give this burden to my Heavenly Father and turn those thorns into praying for others going through the same things, reach out to them and try and encourage the way God encourages me.

Matthew 11:28-30, (KJV) “28 Come unto me, all ye that labour and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest.
 29 Take my yoke upon you, and learn of me; for I am meek and lowly in heart: and ye shall find rest unto your souls.
 30 For my yoke is easy, and my burden is light.”

Challenge time. Reflect on what we have, don’t despair over what we have not. Thank God for every moment and USE it wisely. Remember: REST is a wise use of time. Take care of yourselves!!! If you don’t already keep a food journal, start one, it may be the ticket to feeling a little better this year.

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