Following the recommendation of websites I visited, I ordered Thieves Oil. It will take a week, or more, until I receive the product, and diffuser, but I’m eager to try a natural product. Furthermore, it may help my breathing?! (Labored breathing all night.) It’s 11:00 AM and I’ve spent the morning researching…. (I’m still in my pajamas.) Although a beautiful morning (currently 74 degrees outside) I do not have the inclination to approach the T@B–or the garden; I haven’t taken mealworms to the Bluebirds. Call it malaise, or depression, or lethargy, I just don’t want to move. With one brief exception, I have not been to the CARE Center since Saturday night (six days ago). I haven’t checked my mail; I haven’t checked for vegetable scraps for my composter; I’ve prepared my own meals (or barely eaten). ~~ Yes, I can psychoanalyze myself and identify the problem as “rejection.” No one cares!! My sons forgot me for Mother’s Day (with one brief exception); residents and staff have not missed me in the CARE Center.
Today’s message on The Grace of Encouragement: “Learn your lessons well in the schoolroom of obscurity. God is preparing you as His chosen arrow. As yet your shaft is hidden in His quiver, but at the precise moment at which it will tell with the greatest effect, He will reach for you and launch you to that place of His appointment.” From: Growing Strong in the Seasons of Life, p. 531, by Charles R. Swindoll. From the scripture: “He made my mouth like a sharpened sword, in the shadow of His hand He hid me; He made me into a polished arrow and concealed me in His quiver.” Isaiah 49:2 NIV