Journey Beyond Survival

Quick note: Chickadee is home with us.  Her G-tube surgery will be within the next couple of weeks.  Thanks for all of your prayers guys!  When I got home and saw that, it made be feel so good.  I love and appreciate you!  She and Beansprout have the flu and are miserable.  I cried as usual on the way home, I think it's just cathartic.  That, and it's really really hard to do Dr. visits.  Anyway, back to my previously scheduled positive post! I'm writing this on Sunday, because I know that Monday is going to be horrific.  I'm sure that getting my children to bed on Monday and convincing myself to exercise Tuesday is going to be all I can handle.  Or more than.  Do you hear any screaming? No? Well then, I might be okay.  Course, someone might need to check on my family.  I can't be responsible for myself this far ahead. I had to teach today. (You remember? It's Sunday for me)  We talked about patience . Now, I...

I am teaching once again today at church .  This month the topic is kind of personal to me.  Well, it seems they always are personal to me.  I think I learn more preparing the lesson than anybody ever does sitting out in the audience.  I teach once a month and my subject matter is chosen for me.  It's a talk-or sermon-given at our semi-annual global conference that has been selected for me to teach about.  I've always loved those global conferences. Today, the topic is  scriptures .  I agree completely that the scriptures are wonderful.  I know that roughly a fifth of my commenter friends are agnostic or atheist.  I don't wish to alienate you all in any way, but I am proud to say that you are all very tolerant and magnanimous.  I appreciate you indulging me today. I've had a problem with scriptures since my psychosis.  I am religious.  There was a time when it was ninety percent of who I was.  I literally cannot ...