Deadlines & Disease
No blog for three days. Deadlines and disease have hampered my progress.
It is time for Handmaidens to be online... No, it is past time for Handmaidens to be online. I hope to have them ready the first of each month, but my planning and time management skills are not good. Also, I end up redoing things several times because I lose track of the thought or wander away from the task.
Satan whispers in my ear, "Why are you trying to do this, anyway? A brain injured person has no business trying to publish anything. You know you don't have what it takes. You can't stay doing one thing for more than a few minutes at a time..." On and on he goes, but there is, deep in my soul, another voice...
It is the voice of One who uses the weak and foolish things of this world to accomplish His will. It is the voice of One who gives me courage to try because I know it is He who does the work, not I. When I need it most, He sends a special emissary bearing His encouragement. Last night, He sent Liz. More on Liz tomorrow.
And so, with what I have left of my brain and in my small, imperfect way, I publish Handmaidens, I write this blog, I facilitate a Bible Study and fill in with a Sunday School class. None are done to perfection, all are done in total reliance on my Lord and any good thing coming from them is due Him.
As you recall from a recent blog, I had an especially nasty cold. I was pretty much over it and feeling good, then it revisited and is even worse than the first version. This is the fourth or fifth upper respiratory illness I've had this season, which means I'm almost always sick. Very tiring, discouraging and, quite frankly, irritating!
So, my work has been slow... pray for recovery and efficiency. I love you all!
It is time for Handmaidens to be online... No, it is past time for Handmaidens to be online. I hope to have them ready the first of each month, but my planning and time management skills are not good. Also, I end up redoing things several times because I lose track of the thought or wander away from the task.
Satan whispers in my ear, "Why are you trying to do this, anyway? A brain injured person has no business trying to publish anything. You know you don't have what it takes. You can't stay doing one thing for more than a few minutes at a time..." On and on he goes, but there is, deep in my soul, another voice...
It is the voice of One who uses the weak and foolish things of this world to accomplish His will. It is the voice of One who gives me courage to try because I know it is He who does the work, not I. When I need it most, He sends a special emissary bearing His encouragement. Last night, He sent Liz. More on Liz tomorrow.
And so, with what I have left of my brain and in my small, imperfect way, I publish Handmaidens, I write this blog, I facilitate a Bible Study and fill in with a Sunday School class. None are done to perfection, all are done in total reliance on my Lord and any good thing coming from them is due Him.
As you recall from a recent blog, I had an especially nasty cold. I was pretty much over it and feeling good, then it revisited and is even worse than the first version. This is the fourth or fifth upper respiratory illness I've had this season, which means I'm almost always sick. Very tiring, discouraging and, quite frankly, irritating!
So, my work has been slow... pray for recovery and efficiency. I love you all!
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