Has there ever been a time when you felt betrayed by your body? Or perhaps when you felt it let you down? Have you ever been angry at your weaknesses? These last couple of weeks have left me feeling exactly that way.
I rarely get sick. In fact, I can’t recall the last time I had a cold or flu. I work around sick children all the time, and have a pretty strong immune system. [more]
“You know It’s bad when this doctor finally gives up the fight and becomes the patient. It’s pneumonia. Prayers appreciated.” That was the first post I put on social media to update the status…on Good Friday.
Illness had gripped my family a couple of days before our spring break trip and traveled from one family member to the next every couple days until I was the last to succumb. Unfortunately, I was also the one who took the longest to recover and not until it first got much worse. [more]
With almost every patient I see in my office, I spend at least some time discussing the importance of rest, nutrition, and exercise. No matter what the health or mental health condition they are experiencing, those three factors of their treatment plan are the three that are more or less in their direct control, and the three factors that can have a significant impact on their overall emotional and physical well-being.
Yet, if I’m being honest with you, every time I explain the importance of those three factors to my patients, I am mentally challenged to take a mental appraisal of how well I’m doing following my own advice. [more]
The early morning temperatures were frigid, enough to make me want to stay in bed. Yet I knew if there was anywhere I might sense His presence, where He might see me, it would be in His house.
I half-wondered if the tears would freeze on my cheeks as I drove the deserted roads alone that morning. Pulling my cape around my head and neck to block the wind, I hoped it might shield any onlookers from noticing my blotchy eyes and puffy cheeks as I skirted from the parking lot into the building.
I spotted her as I entered the sanctuary, but diverted my gaze. [more]
Do you suffer like Martha from excessive busyness? Do you need to break from busy life? Today, you have the choice to go it alone or surrender it to God. What will you choose to combat busy?
Sand in my toes, water lapping up on my feet, watching the sun either descend below the horizon or arise to announce the break of a brand new day…that’s where I feel most at peace, where my heart stills and I most easily hear my Father’s voice.
And then it’s time to leave. Time to get back to real life. Busy life. Life where one pressure or another tugs in multiple directions until we feel frayed at the edges.