So, my chronic illness in which I'm writing a book about, had me in bed for three days. I literal was at work like a zombie and came home slept and woke in pain took meds and slept till it was time to go back to work and finally I told my doctor this medicine is not working. I switch to some light pain med, that I could at least function at work. But I missed my deadline for my manual script to get to the publisher for my release event I'm having Saturday. The Irony, right! Oh well. This is the life I live, I just roll with the punches. I try to give thanks in every trial I encounter, because someone else can always be doing worst than me.
I also try to give thanks in my trials. If our creator could be flogged, beaten, spit on, sharp crown of thorns on His head, carry a wooden cross with splinters on His raw back, pierced with nails, and stabbed in the side with a sword I think I can give thanks for my trials.
Your experience will make a great introductory story when you do your launch party and signings!
Frustrated, I couldn't agree more! One of my favorite people & stories in the Bible is the very short mention of the man who carried the cross for Christ. I imagine he, like each of us, had his own set of trials - yet he helped ease the burden of Christ in what was, undoubtably, one of Christ's darkest hours. I try and remember that when things get hard for me. There's always someone close at hand whose burden I can ease.