Good Friday

I won't be in church this evening. I am still sick and even so might have gone anyway except that I feel that exposing others to an illness is wrong. My infant baby sister died after being exposed to an ill neighbor. Any time I'm tempted to mix and mingle, especially where there are children, the elderly or other vulnerable folks around, I see Virginia Rose laid out in her tiny casket. That black and white image is the only picture my parents had of her.

So, I'll be home tonight, coughing and sniffling and wheezing along... and praying I am better by Sunday morning. These three days, Friday - Sunday are commemorative of the most important time in the history of mankind. Jesus' death, burial and resurrection bear eternal consequences for all creation - the entire universe! Celebrating that with other believers is very important to me, and I pray I can at least do that Sunday. I'm drinking lots of fluids, resting and trusting God for healing.

I did do two loads of laundry today. Big whoop. Also fixed a simple dinner, baked tilapia (so good!) and a boxed creamy shell mix with canned peas. Now, I'm tired and full and the earache is leaning me toward a pain pill, so will hope to be more verbose tomorrow.