So when the weatherman says,
“Tomorrow morning will be 30 degrees,
but it should feel like 23 with the wind.”
And the thermometer beeps on 101.2
I murmur out a promise I know I can’t keep,
“If you get up now and make it through the day,
I promise I’ll sleep all weekend.”
I chuckle. I cough. I groan.
When the alarm starts to blare,
I turn in the sheets and wonder.
I wonder a hundred excuses and a thousand whys.
Then it makes sense,
“You’re in it now.”
And I saunter off to work.
ps
II Corinthians 12:9-10
12 January 2007
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Thanks for the ps...That is so true and encouraging! It helps keep everything in perspective. :)
Hopefully you're feeling better now, but if not, drink some Green Machine; it's a little pricey but can really help.
Even on a well day, I so relate to the pain of getting up, for lately I've hit the snooze about 5 times every morning (not a healthy habit).
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