This morning, I thought it was Thursday. That what comes from a few hours of sleep. After 5 hours of West Wing yesterday and very little of anything else, I dragged myself to the store and bought my new BFF - kid's Mucinex Cold. I have to take the kids version because I can't swallow or crush the mammoth dose of the adult version which so I so dearly coveted. While I hoped, little did I knwo that 12 hours later there would be a change and finally, one for the good.
Between thinking about where congestion comes from and the presidential antics of the staff of POTUS, my mind tried frantically to built a bridge between the two which most certainly shows some brain malfunction.
I woke up from yet another stupor and one of my favorite scenes was starting to play out while I gain some composure. It is when President Bartlet decides that doing what is right is more important than getting re-elected. One by one, they each respond
I serve at the pleasure of the President.
I have used this analogy before but like all things, I need to hear the repetition to make it stick.
Who do I serve? I would answer, I serve at the pleasure of the One who made me.
What do that mean? I guess it means that whether,
I am having a wonderful day,
or one filled with tears and grief.
Whether I have just lost a friend who I known forever,
or bonded with a complete stranger, for a few moments.
I imagine that whatever comes my way,
I will handle it,
and understand that there is a Bigger Picture than I can see or will ever understand in this life.
I want to have the same reaction as Leo, Josh, Sam, CJ and even Toby. With full confidence that my faith is not based on just the good times. I have no photos, no great YouTube video or cute blog to show today. Just me and what is running through my head.
Somedays are like this and its only Tuesday. Wow, could turn out to be quite a week. Looks like I am on the mend but am so happy I have had these days to remember who I am and what I am doing here which is an ever-changing process. Being holed up for the last 4 days wouldn't seem to have much affect on anyone but me...and that may well be the Plan...
