Sickness

Asherel and I both woke up yesterday with a sore throat, sniffles, and not feeling very good. We have a big weekend planned and both of us want to be healthy for that. It was a sickish type of day weather-wise as well - lots of rain, and grayness. Funny how the whole world seemed to reflect our precarious health.

But we just cannot be sick this weekend! We are gathering for the first annual Carolina Dog (CD) Rescue Group picnic! There will be scores of Carolina Dogs all frolicking together. My dear dog Honeybun is planning on wearing her Scarlet O'Hara dress as she intends to win the prize for Best Dressed Dingo. (Of course, we are not sure there will be a Best Dressed Dog contest, but just in case, it always pays to be prepared.) I cannot wait to meet the group of people who so unselfishly give of their time and money to rescue Carolina Dogs. Since they know the world is too full of dogs that need rescuing and they cannot save them all, this group focuses on saving dogs that appear to be Carolina Dog types. When we found Honeybun, we had no idea there was a breed that all looked just like her. Many people are not convinced they are indeed a breed. I don't really care. They all look just like my dog and I was looking forward to the picnic, as was Asherel. It's been planned for months.

I alerted the CD group that we were sick, and hoped it would not prevent us from attending the picnic. Immediately, several "cures" were posted on my Facebook link. One was a grandma's tried and true whiskey/honey/cinnamon cure. That sounded really good. But many people chimed in with their ideas for how to restore us to perfect health in no time. Asherel and I have been sucking down gallons of tea, raw honey, and cinnamon. (Maybe I will try the whiskey cure tonight....)

I found it curious how many people were so quick to offer medical advice for sickness of body...but how infrequently I see such effusive outpouring of advice for sickness of the soul. But there is so much sickness of the soul. I see it in so many of the struggles individuals, our nation, and our world are enduring. I think the root of nearly every one of those struggles is a profound soul sickness.

I LOVED how Ted Cruz ended his 20+ hour filibuster on defunding Obamacare yesterday by saying his time was almost up, and when he stopped speaking, debate on the bill would be preceded by a prayer. He said that was fitting, and exactly what was needed. I agree completely.

It is not health care we need so much as health prayer.

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My sorrow cannot be healed; I am sick at heart. My heart has been crushed because my people are crushed; I mourn; I am completely dismayed. Is there no medicine in Gilead? Are there no doctors there? Why, then, have my people not been healed? (Jeremiah 8:18, 21, 22 GNBDC)

I am sick at heart. How long, O Lord, until you restore me? Return, O Lord, and rescue me. Save me because of your unfailing love. (Psalms 6:3, 4 NLT)


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