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Many Days Like This

I was fine, I tell you. The day had been somewhat long, but so had the week. Dinner was good, a real meat and potatoes kind of night, which doesn't happen all that often in my house. Don't go telling my wife I said this. She's a wonderful cook and she feeds me in many great ways. But we have these three midgets who live with us. They are very picky eaters. And eating meat and potatoes is not always worth it when it comes with whine. It wasn't the meal.

But, all of a sudden, BAM. I didn't feel good. But this couldn't be. I had plans for the next two days. A long list waiting to be done...by me. But morning's sunrise did not bring any better results. I was ill. Though I knew it to only be some silly flu going around, it felt like death was waiting for me. Why does the flu feel like that?

I have a better question? Why does it come so quickly and unexpectedly? I've gone outsde with a wet head. I've played in the snow without gloves on. I've danced in the rain just to do it. And I have not gotten sick.

But eat three good meals and put in a solid day's work and all of the sudden I'm watching ESPN for 36 hours.

Now here's the real question. I'm convinced I need to learn something from this. Like there is some sort of spiritual flu I get, out of nowhere, that takes me out for days at a time. I don't see it coming and I never seem to have the right medicine to deal with it. I suppose it's just the devil's constant tricks and that I have the only Remedy I will ever need. But somehow I have many days like this. Forgetting how good it feels to be in the sunshine and do what I was born to do....Live!

The to-do list is no shorter now. Plus I have this lesson to be learned and applied added to the list. I guess I better get going. That way I can have more days like this.

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