Monday, September 15, 2008
In Sickness and Health
I haven't blogged the last couple of days because I am sick. Two weeks ago Noah caught an infection. The doctor said it was an adenoidal virul infection. He missed 3 days of school which is unheard of for him. Then John came down with it and had to work from home every day last week.
I possessed a glimmer of hope that it would pass me by. I wondered if there was any kind of faux lamb's blood that I could possibly smear on my forehead in order to be passed over. (That's a reference to a Bible story and an attempt at humor - remember I'm sick.)
I was in a movie theatre Friday morning when I felt sort of achy. As my sister and I walked out, I said, "Oh no, Karen. I don't feel good."
Within a couple of hours, I felt miserable. Karen left last night. I pray God truly chooses to pass over her house.
So I am miserable and achy and coughing and using lots of kleenex.
A good thing (and there is ALWAYS a good thing if you look for it) is that this sickness again affirms what a blessed and God-given gift my marriage is to me. When John was sick, the parameters were clear to me. Ask him occasionally if he needs something. Otherwise, leave him alone. He likes to be left by himself, cave-like, when he is sick. I know this. I followed the rules. He finally got better.
Now it's my turn. John, dear wonderful John, knows my parameters. I do not like to be left alone. I will not go into a cave. Instead, I want to be pampered, babied, listened to, served and coddled. If we had extra money for a home nurse I would ask for one. John knows this. He has already followed the rules. I will get better.
Thank you Jesus for a marriage that knows the rules, in sickness and health.
If you read this, pray that I will get better quickly. I've already had to cancel three things I was really looking forward to. But it is no big deal. I look at the TV and see those folks in the Gulf Coast and everything is put into perspective.