Meanwhile, life goes on. I know some seniors who have 24/7 babysitting for their grandkids, or care giving for a loved one (I've done that all too recently), and I know many, far too many, who are afflicted with far too many medical ailments. I've been blessed in that most of my really bad med problems were when I was very young (rheumatic fever and an enlarged heart) and before I hit my current age (Stage 3 Colon Cancer, 10 years ago). That doesn't mean something else might not happen. In fact, having dealt with those issues, I learned a lot of patience and prayerful routines.
Most of my weariness these days comes from almost non-stop little details. It's not just the doing of daily tasks that gets to me. It's the remembering to do them, and the fortitude and stamina needed to do them properly, and the feeling of obligation to do them. Again, I have more to do, home and otherwise, than some, but not as much as others. See? I'm blessed.
So, this evening, I really must be sure to thank the Lord for most of this.
Dear God, thank you for watching out for me, for making certain that there is nothing on my plate that I cannot handle with your help, and for reminding me that with your help, I can do anything.
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