THE COUGH
I coughed. No big deal. The weather had been crazy and the cough was the result of weather. Now, don’t get ahead of the story. I went to the doctor, took meds, and got a chest X-ray. I do not have pneumonia. That was great to hear. BUT
I am still coughing. This is not a polite, little cough that you can hide behind a 3-ply Kleenex. It is loud. And sometimes lasts for an eternity. I do not know when I will cough. At night it is worse and I am way short on sleep. BUT sleep is not my biggest problem.
UNLESS I AM GOING TO THE DOCTOR, I AM STAYING HOME. I missed my Memoir Writing group. I told them I was trying to cough my head off and if that happened during the meeting, it would be traumatic. Imagine sitting there and a head flying across the table. Of course, it could make for an interesting writing topic: How Did You Feel When Mary Lost Her Head?
I attend a book club. There are only five of us, but that means we each get to discuss our thoughts. Except, I read the book, I had comments I wanted to make and questions I wanted ask. I stayed home. I missed my book club. They discussed without me.
I teach Sunday School and we are finishing the last of the Book of Romans. Someone else taught the class. I stayed home. I didn’t want them to run out of the room when I did my first coughing session. I miss Sunday School. They are one of my support systems. I know they included me in their prayers.
AND I MISSED WORSHIP SERVICE! I missed torturing those around me as I sang. (Let’s just say I cannot carry a tune even if I had a bucket.) I missed bowing my head and holding Bill’s hand as prayers were said. I missed hearing a message. I missed talking with friends. I stayed home. If I had started coughing, think how that would have sounded on the video. The minister would not stand a chance against my cough.
I am writing this on Sunday morning, sitting on the porch, and wondering about this next week. What do I have scheduled? Will I be able to attend meetings and activities?
UNLESS I AM GOING TO THE DOCTOR I STAY HOME —-
Yes, I have a point. My question: What keeps us from doing what we are supposed to do? How would you answer these questions?
I do not go to church because __________.
I do not volunteer at the Thrift Store because __________.
I do not reach out to my neighbors because __________.
I do not read the Bible because __________.
I do not pray because ________.
The list could go on.
And Jesus, walking by the Sea of Galilee, saw two brothers, Simon called Peter, and Andrew his brother, casting a net into the sea; for they were fishermen. Then He said to them, “Follow Me, and I will make you fishers of men.” They immediately left their nets and followed Him.
Matthew 4:18-20
My point is what holds you back and what are you missing? What keeps you from being “fishers of men?”
PS. I am on a second round of meds and my cough is under control. I am going out. I will go to church. My head is still attached.
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