a good work

“Being confident of this very thing, that he which hath begun a good work in you will perform it until the day of Jesus Christ:” ~ Philippians 1:6 (KJV)

I read the above verse a few moments ago. I was feeling a bit down on myself for not getting up at 4:30, but still trying to reassure myself that I made the right decision. In this verse, I see that I’m not responsible for “performing” good works in me, God is. I also see that this process won’t be complete until I see Christ. This is comforting to me after a fitful night of little sleep. The decision not to get up 45 minutes earlier than usual was made after the third time woke in the middle of the night. Rather than totally relinquish all forty-five minutes, I decided to set my alarm for 15 minutes earlier. That way, I would have some progress, but without as big of a shock to my system. I plan to shoot for 20 minutes tomorrow morning.

Those 15 minutes made a difference. I was able to make my bed and write a check for my daughter’s lesson this morning before leaving the house. Of course, I did have to hunt down the checkbook because it was left in the van the last time I ran out of the house with it because we were running late (Monday). I put it away this morning. I also put away a few things that have cluttered up the bar in the kitchen for far too long. There is still a stack of stuff on the bar but there’s less of it now.

Last night, fifteen minutes made a huge impact in the office as well. I can see most of the floor now. Our A/C (which I only turn on when it hits 90 degrees in the house) stopped working last night. Well, it was running, but the pitiful output of air was barely cool. We ran around opening all the windows hoping for a breeze at least (which is usually all we need in the gorgeous foothills of the Rocky Mountains). As I de-cluttered, I sweated through my shirt. That’s calorie burn, right? Unfortunately, during the process of clearing the floor, I lost my balance and landed on my broken toe in such a way that made me scream in anguish. It swelled back up instantly. When the timer sounded, I laid down and elevated it immediately while I watched Master Chef. I must be more careful. I really want to resume regular activity sooner rather than later.

Currently, I’m sitting in a rink with the latest pop hits belting from the speakers. Normally I sit here and accomplish pretty much nothing because I struggle to focus with all the noise. Today I’m doing my best to tune it all out in order to get this posted before we leave.

Oh, I forgot to mention that I did drink all 2 liters yesterday. I’ve started adding sliced oranges, lemons, and limes to the water. YUM!


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