YUK

You are probably wondering why I’m late with WFTD this morning. I’ve got a monster case of the flu and feel like I would have to get better in order to die. I’m going to the doctor today at 11:45; please whisper a prayer for me.

I’ve had the flu going on nine days now with no letup in sight. I was wondering last night what these little bugs look like. I bet they look like little demons, because this illness has to be straight out of hell. I have no energy and it is all I can do to type this entry. I am determined though not to let satan prevent me from sending it out today, even if it is a lousy one that will probably just bring everyone else down too.

I prayed to God all night to stop coughing, but I continue to cough right up through this very minute. I don’t know why God will not answer this prayer. The cough is chronic and last night I was timing it and I coughed every one and a half minutes all night long. My throat is raw and my stomach is sore from coughing so much. It reminds me of those people that cannot quit hiccupping. I don’t think I could take this much longer.

One day we won’t have to deal with this stuff. Until that day we need to grin and bear it.

Isaiah 53:4-5
Surely He has borne our griefs And carried our sorrows; Yet we esteemed Him stricken, Smitten by God, and afflicted. But He was wounded for our transgressions, He was bruised for our iniquities; The chastisement for our peace was upon Him, And by His stripes we are healed.