A Weekend Interupted

Our weekend was interrupted by a case of Shingles on my upper body. They run from my sternum around to my back bone. Unfortunately they are only on the side of my body that is not affected by the numbness of the December stroke.

It seems my luck runs like that. 😇😜

Thankfully, they do not itch too bad but they burn like fire. It also feels like there is a little man inside trying to saw his way out. 🪚 I would kind of like to get him a little Sawzall so he can get done quicker😇

I have oscillated back-and-forth between unbelievable pain and incredible relief all weekend long. I am thankful for the times of relief. Hallelujah! 🙌🏽🙌🏽

Close friends and churches have been praying for me for several days and I would appreciate if you would join them in prayer. That would mean so much to us.

In the grand scheme of things in the world, this is a very small blip on the radar, but it is my mountain to climb at this moment and it seems insurmountable at times.

I sure need God’s help. 

KJo had my brother-in-law and his brother carry my recliner from Odie‘s house upstairs to the study in my barn. I spent several hours up there in the recliner yesterday. 

I was sitting at the small desk eating supper when I noticed a magnet in front of me. 

Both the magnet and the 1967 Ohio license plate were given to me by my good friend, brother Galen Cummins. When I saw it yesterday, it was a message just for me. I needed it at that moment. 

It is OK if you fall apart sometimes, tacos fall apart and we still LOVE them

Thank you for loving me friends. I have felt pretty useless this week, but I reckon it’s OK to fall apart a little bit. I do not have to be the whole Enchilada all the time. I can be like a taco, fall apart and I am still loved. 🌮🌮❤️❤️

I should have a word for Wednesday ready to go by the time I post this Monday, but if I am missing the next few days this week, you will know everything is OK.

Thank you for reading today.

Coming Wednesday 

Davy