Sunday, February 17, 2008

Head aches and Raisins

I have a head ache that can only be reduced by having tea and raisins and sleeping. Which is all good to me. But the wood stove kind of ruins me. and makes me feel even worse. I would write another poem but. I can't think right to do it. maybe tomorrow or something.

I think tonight, after bible time I will listen to my hockey team play. Read my book some more. I found it to be very interesting. I don't know if I will go to work tomorrow. I was going to but. with this head ache and the weather. it makes it more questionable. I also have some what of a high temp. I really don't want to be sick again. makes me do nothing, makes me miss things. I'm not the kind of person that can take staying in one place for the day. I can't sleep in the day. I can't rest. And I have been thinking about my Gramma, I don't know how much longer she has, and with all the deaths I have been alive for in my family. It hurts, I ruins my work life, it ruins the way I act. And its another thing that can only be shown by telling someone else. So please pray for me and my gramma and family.


here is a song that goes threw my head in the day. With all the preaching and teaching going around this keeps coming up in my mind. What Pastor preached today was good.


Be Thou My Vision

Be Thou my Vision, O Lord of my heart;
Naught be all else to me, save that Thou art.
Thou my best Thought, by day or by night,
Waking or sleeping, Thy presence my light.

Be Thou my Wisdom, and Thou my true Word;
I ever with Thee and Thou with me, Lord;
Thou my great Father, I Thy true son;
Thou in me dwelling, and I with Thee one.

Be Thou my battle Shield, Sword for the fight;
Be Thou my Dignity, Thou my Delight;
Thou my soul’s Shelter, Thou my high Tower:
Raise Thou me heavenward, O Power of my power.

Riches I heed not, nor man’s empty praise,
Thou mine Inheritance, now and always:
Thou and Thou only, first in my heart,
High King of Heaven, my Treasure Thou art.

High King of Heaven, my victory won,
May I reach Heaven’s joys, O bright Heaven’s Sun!
Heart of my own heart, whatever befall,
Still be my Vision, O Ruler of all.

9 comments:

zorg said...

Ah, raisins, too bad my siblings suddenly like them and ate them all. But the tea? Sorry, but thats eww, seriously.

Did your team win?

Prudence said...

The brown sugar jar decreases with the tea consumption so I don't know if the tea drinkers really know what tea tastes like.

Maybe it is just too warm in here with the stove heat. Mrs L felt like passing out when she was here for devotions.

We have a leak now in the back room.

Grandma will likely be here for a while. She is ready to go to be with the Lord at any time. She was dressed for church today and had her Bible ready when dad took her for a drive.

IICor 1:3-4 are a comfort.

zorg said...

wow, is it that warm back there? i wouldnt be able to stand it especially with a headache.

Joseph said...

Yes my team won. 5 to 3.

zorg said...

were they playing against the flyers or something?

josiah said...

your title made me laugh. not your illness though. it was like when my mom was cooking gingerbread and brussel sprouts at the same time. very odd combination. odd smells. skating was just three newtons and three brinks. kevin was sympathetic with your pressing responsibilities. hope this comment makes sense.

Joseph said...

well I needed to be here. it was interesting too.

Cathy said...

Sarah did the gingerbread and Brussels sprouts. I would not have done Brussels sprouts at all. In fact, I have never, to my memory, ever cooked Brussels sprouts. If you want Brussels sprouts at my house, you have to cook them yourself.

Genaral said...

lol.Did your mom have to by a lot of raisins?