He is risen indeed.
I am a day late but there was much going on yesterday. So a belated happy Easter!
David & I taught Adventure Theater yesterday. We had three stations set up – the Garden of Gethesamene (where we talked about prayer), the tomb of Jesus (where we talked about Jesus’s death for our sin) and a breakfast table (where all things are new in the morning, just a Jesus was resurrected and we can all have new life through him). I was really excited about all the stations and I think we did a good job of organizing things and moving the kids through. I hope they took something away with them. Many of them had apparently been dipping into the Easter candy before church(who can blame them, really??!!?) and were pretty rammy. But so it goes.
I had a terrible headache by the end of church and went home for lunch and to try to take a nap (to no avail) before heading over for Easter dinner at Kym’s. I had a really nice time and even learned that, perhaps, I might like ham. Her’s definitely was delicious. I love spending time with Kym and her family – they are great. And they always make me feel like I am a part of their family, which is just wonderful.
Afterwards, I went over to David & Michelle’s (another family of mine!) for dessert and to meet Nanci & Fred’s newest addition, Bristol. Bristol is a 7 week old yellow lab and I absolutely fell in love with him. He is such a cutie and has such an expressive little face! What a doll! I had dessert again with them and finally extracted my butt from their house and went home. I was completely exhausted but couldn’t sleep last night again. This is getting very frustrating!
Today, I came into work early because I had an appt with a rheumatologist about my fibro. I hadn’t seen him since 2000 because I was trying to manage my symptoms on my own. Sometimes, I do better than others. Lately, it seems to be getting worse and coming on more and more frequently and it’s really upsetting. So I went over there this morning to be poked and prodded and given a script to have blood drawn (yuck). He believes I do still have fibro, which of course I knew before I went in there, but he will not prescribe anything. He wants me to buy a book (which Amazon tells me I DID buy when he recommended it the first time six years ago…but where in the world is it?) and start exercising. I asked him how I was supposed to do that when my body hurts all over and I am exhausted to the point of tears. He said to start by walking two minutes a day. For pete’s sake, it takes me two minutes to walk from my car to my office building each day. I see his point, I know he’s right…it’s just HARD.
And so, that is where I am at the moment. Maybe I should track my progress here and make myself more accountable…