I just haven't felt like blogging lately, yet I do feel a responsibility to post for my faithful readers. Especially those of you who EMAIL me if I haven't posted for awhile! *grin* (you know who you are!) I have been in quite a bit of pain the past few days, perhaps due to the weather, and that tends to dampen my spirit a bit. I was beginning to think that my back was much better and perhaps most of my pain now is due to arthritis, but then today, I am experiencing a bit of pain in my back. I do get tired of being controlled by the pain, you know? I mean, when anyone talks to me, the first thing they want to know is about the present condition of my back and the pain level. I know that sounds so mean-spirited but I surely don't mean for it to. I do so appreciate people's concern. It means so much to me. I just want my daily life to not be so dependent upon my level of pain, you know?
Anywayyyyy.......hopefully, I will find my way out of this little slump and get back to "normal", whatever THAT is! *feeble grin*
"LORD, thou hast searched me, and known me.
Thou knowest my downsitting and mine uprising, thou understandest my thought afar off.
Thou compassest my path and my lying down, and art acquainted with all my ways.
For there is not a word in my tongue, but, lo, O LORD, thou knowest it altogether.
Thou hast beset me behind and before, and laid thine hand upon me.
Such knowledge is too wonderful for me; it is high, I cannot attain unto it.
Whither shall I go from thy spirit? or whither shall I flee from thy presence?
If I ascend up into heaven, thou art there: if I make my bed in hell, behold, thou art there.
If I take the wings of the morning, and dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea;
Even there shall thy hand lead me, and thy right hand shall hold me.
If I say, Surely the darkness shall cover me; even the night shall be light about me.
Yea, the darkness hideth not from thee; but the night shineth as the day: the darkness
and the light are both alike to thee.
For thou hast possessed my reins: thou hast covered me in my mother's womb.
I will praise thee; for I am fearfully and wonderfully made: marvellous are thy works;
and my soul knoweth right well.
My substance was not hid from thee, when I was made in secret, and curiously wrought in the
lowest parts of the earth.
Thine eyes did see my substance, yet being unperfect; and in thy book all my members were written, which in continuance were fashioned, when as yet there was none of them.
How precious also are thy thoughts unto me, O God! how great is the sum of them!
If I should count them, they are more in number than the sand: when I awake, I am still with thee."