Miraculous Pause

I called the hospital to tell them I wasn't going to make it to my procedure. I left a voice message. When the time came, I still hadn't heard from them, so I decided to put a little faith and trust in the blessing I'd asked for the day before. I went to the hospital, explained that I'd been coughing all weekend and asked for advice. We decided to proceed and deal with whatever, moment by moment. I drank my crystal light, got my radioactive IV, took my 45 minute nap, then hopped onto the conveyor belt for my PET scan. During all that, there was a miraculous pause in the coughing. I coughed once during the scan, but my head didn't move at all. We didn't even have to do anything over. Moral: When you pray for rain, carry an umbrella! (PS--I went to teach afternoon kindergarten after that and coughed myself silly the rest of the day!)

A More Positive Choice

If I were Catholic, I would give up whining for Lent. It's just not worth it. I'm going to use that kind of energy for something better from now on. I'm leaving the "post on fire" to remind me just how low I can go in a hurry if I let myself be discouraged. Today, teaching my primary children about the temptation of Christ, I was reminded of how much power we always have over our own circumstances, and the huge resource for comfort that is available in the gift of the Holy Ghost. All I have to do is keep my conditions, inside and out, so that He can stand to be with me! I think that discouragement is a choice, just like any other good or bad attitude I might choose to take. I know I'm strong-willed. So, putting that to good use, I'm willing myself to make a more positive choice, every time, beginning today. I need my Comforter with me, non-stop. I want Him to feel welcome here.