Dear Father,
I haven’t had my quiet time with you yet today. Last night I didn’t sleep well. I discovered this morning I didn’t take my night time medicine. I was a little concerned, but I had taken my afternoon meds, and am pretty good about taking them.
Anyway, I had chills all night, and woke up with what seems to be a cold? It’s a weird cold? I have sinus trouble, but a very mild fever, and I was very nauseated, but that seems to have passed. I don’t know if you can have withdrawal from missing one dose? That seems rather unlikely, although my medicines are rather powerful.
I felt awful this morning, but am starting to feel a bit better. But all these thoughts kind of were bubbling up in the back of my mind: “What if I forget again?” “What if I get sick?” “Will God let me get sick?”
I had a strange but nice dream. There were two people planting a tree. It had pinkish red leaves. They were talking and I think praying over it. Then the tree lost its leaves. Immediately it got its leaves back. I remember them saying something like,”Let its roots grow deeper into the soil,” and the tree got bigger. It was never huge, but was about the size of a three or four year old sapling maybe? I don’t know.
I guess the dream was comforting, but I woke up at about 5 am and couldn’t go back to sleep. I was feeling yuck, and took my morning meds, started to feel better. Waited about half an hour to eat (cause of the nausea). It’s about 11:30 and I’m feeling better. Not perfect, but better.
It made me think: I’ve been in remission for about six years come February/March. That’s a long time. I hope it lasts another 60, but you never know.
Thank You for this day, Lord. I need to spend some time in Your Word and prayer.
Trem