I got up this morning to get ready for church, and I slipped in the bathroom and wrenched my back. I was barely able to make it back to my bed. I was thankful that Stephen was already scheduled to preach this morning. I stayed in bed until noon, and now I am sitting in my recliner, loaded up on ibuprofen and Tylenol, hoping to heal up soon. Patty has a bum knee right now and is walking with a cane and a walker, and I am walking very slowly and deliberately. We are a pair. We take turns complaining to the other. It is interesting that, in the Bible, with all the personalities and stories, you don’t read much about personal ailments.
Eli was blind and overweight; several had leprosy; David was cold in his old age, but I have never read anything about bad hips, bad knees, or bad backs. I don’t know if they were healthier than us because of all the walking and sleeping on the ground, or if they died before the ailments started. However, numerous people were mentioned who lived well past my age. Maybe it was because they considered aches and pains as normal and didn’t mention them. It is a challenge for me to obey the basic commands in the Bible to rejoice always and to grumble about nothing. I often ask for God’s strength, like every ten minutes. I have so many goals for this next month that require me to be physically healthy. I plan to work on the electrical work in the house that Mike and Sarah, our daughter and son-in-law, are building. We need to get our firewood in for the winter before it starts raining a lot. I want to finish the camper I am building for my truck. And I need to get some outside house projects done for Patty. Plus, there are still some fishing and hunting dates on the calendar. We will get it done despite the physical roadblocks, and rejoice while we limp through life.