Today's word is real.
I've been real sick, so just sitting up is hard. It's also been a week of other, shall we say, shocks.
This is gonna be fun. Not. (And we're also linking to The Weekend Brew.)
This has been the week of being in a fetal position, in agony, because my pancreas went down hard, and I'm fighting shock. Survival, as of a few days ago, was unlikely. But I am too mean to die.
There are those who pray that I will die. They say it in a nice way...pray for my release, pray for my going to Jesus.
But in point of fact, since I don't want to go, they are praying for me to die, so that they can move on, and so they don't have the stress of seeing a man weaken and fade.
Whatever I can still bring to the game is less important than the emotions they feel.
That's real. Life is not a Hallmark movie, with everyone gathered around the one who's falling back.
Life is a serious and true-action version of a pirate story. Who falls behind is left behind.
And real is learning your failings, too late to change them. Ah, well.
But you know what...there's still Someone in my corner.
And He's merciless to those who piss him off enough.
Can't think of a Scriptural passage that really brings this out...I know there is one but I'm not well enough to look right now.
So I hope you will accept this bit from the Qu'ran (which I have read)...says the same thing.
"They plotted against you, but God plotted, too.
And God is the best of plotters."
This post is linked to Wedded Wednesday, a compendium of really cool posts on marriage. If you click on the logo below, you'll be taken to www.messymarriage.com, which is the springboard to a wealth of information. It's run by Beth Steffaniak, who has a heart for marriage and a soul for God!