1. PB is feeling better! After being sick for over a week, he’s finally getting back to his old self. This was probably the sickest I’ve seen him. He ran a fever for 6 straight days and a few times it got a little to high for comfort. After two visits to the doctor, she confirmed that it was probably just a wicked virus. Saturday, he seemed to be on the mend, and then on Sunday, it hit again. After doctor visit # 3 on Monday, we found that as soon as he had gotten over the virus, he got his first ear infection. Fun times were had by all. But I’m happy to report that he’s running wild again. He’s even playing with that boy who lives in the mirror again.
2. As I’m entering month #4 of no paycheck, I’m thankful for God’s provisions. It is scary to quit your job. It’s even scarier to quit with no promise of a job at the end of the tunnel. Right now, I’m working 40 + hours a week and not getting paid for it. It’s kinda not cool. But, God has provided for us, and I know that He’ll continue to take care of us. Sometimes, particularly like today when I paid the daycare bill for the month of January, I freak out. And I start panicking wondering how we’ll make it and if I’ll ever find a teaching job in this strapped economy. But then I remember that God has led me to this, and I know He’ll lead me through it. He provides for me, what I like to call, airplane peace.
I know this probably sounds crazy, but many times in the past six years, I’ve prayed for God’s airplane peace. I’ve even slipped up and said it in a public prayer before. Yeah, I got a lot of looks after that. Anyway, airplane peace is what I like to describe that feeling of amazing peace and comfort that can only come from the Lord.
I’ve flown 3 times in my life. And if I have anything to do with it, I’ll never do it again. I’ll have to tell you more about my flying experiences later. But I’ll leave it at this. I’m terrified of flying. In my sane mind, I would never ever ever ever never never voluntarily board an airplane. I can’t believe Ben talked me in to go to Hawaii on our honeymoon. In my right mind, I would have never did that, but when I got on that plane, all of my anxiety disappeared and this incredible peace and comfort filled my body. I had been praying about flying for a long time. I had prayed for peace and comfort so that I wouldn’t get 32,000 feet above the earth and have a massive panic attack and try to jump out of the plane. I’m happy to report that didn’t happen, but what did happen was God showed me what it feels like when He is in complete control. He wipes the worry from our hearts and comforts and holds us like only He can.
3. Sleep! After a little over a week of ZERO sleep with a sick baby, my first night of straight sleep felt unbelievable. I contemplated peeing in the bed so I wouldn’t have to get up and disrupt such a glorious thing. As I like to say, I slept like a unicorn on a cloud 🙂
What about y’all? Does anyone else have an irrational fear of flying? Have you ever been so sleep deprived that you’ve thought of peeing in the bed so you wouldn’t disrupt your precious sleep? No? Just me? Okay.
Have a blessed Thursday 🙂