Sick- Sick Sick- I hate being sick. No sooner last month when I thought “Looks like I’ve escaped the winter cold” when a sniffle turns into a cough turns into a head the size of Manhattan and a fever to boot.
It makes me realize how much good health is a gift I take for granted. I do feel better today- I’m just ready to get a strong voice back that doesn’t resonate in a hollow, stuffed head.
I’m ready to sleep without the mediciny hangover.
O LORD, don't rebuke me in your anger! Don't discipline me in your rage! 2 Your arrows have struck deep, and your blows are crushing me. 3 Because of your anger, my whole body is sick; my health is broken because of my sins. 4 My guilt overwhelms me – it is a burden too heavy to bear. 5 My wounds fester and stink because of my foolish sins. 6 I am bent over and racked with pain. My days are filled with grief. 7 A raging fever burns within me, and my health is broken. 8 I am exhausted and completely crushed. My groans come from an anguished heart. 9 You know what I long for, Lord; you hear my every sigh. 10 My heart beats wildly, my strength fails, and I am going blind. 11 My loved ones and friends stay away, fearing my disease. Even my own family stands at a distance.