fa-TEA-gue

Let us not become weary in doing good, for at the proper time we will reap a harvest if we do not give up. (Galatians 6:9, NIV)

Fa-TEA-gue is not a cuppa I want to be served....tho my body feels as if I've been sipping from it. I need a cuppa energy with mo-TEA-vation stirred in. Questions whirl in my head? Where did this malady come from? New meds? Meds combo? Age? 

I've exercised today. I slept well last night.....but from noon forward I have had trouble putting one foot in front of the other. Lethargy reigns. 

I was able to pick up my grandson after school and follow "behind" him through the Dixon Gardens to find his mother, but I struggled in the drive home. 

I desperately wished I had written the blog entry this morning. Not sure if the blog is my "doing good" but I have sensed God's prompts to "write daily." Yet, I'm beginning to  wonder if  the "daily entries" part is self-imposed, not God directed. So....I prayed for direction, heated up a big bowl of plain pasta with butter for quick energy and got out the computer.

As I opened my laptop, an email from friend Beth Gurner had a link to Charles Martin, an author whose books we both enjoy.

Maybe there is a lie running rampant and living rent free in your head telling you about all the horrible things that are about to happen to you.
Here's the truth of it -- the very same God who started to blow on the water, (Red Sea) .....is  there at your computer ...... or wherever you're reading this. He was there yesterday and He'll be there tomorrow. Hasn't changed a bit. Doesn't love you any less. His arms haven't grown short. (Charles Martin)

The fatigue is still present in me.........but God......provided the blog.

These would be good stir sticks for all my "BIG"cuppas.
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Fantasy Blog

2/10/11 You know you can’t ever truly believe what you read on a blog because bloggers want to put their best foot forward----I just recently read that. I should have read it sooner so I could “spruce” up my blog life for public viewing. It is true that I don’t tell all---maybe I’m sitting on the couch with laptop in (well, in my lap, where else) surrounded by laundry that needs folding. A few weeks ago I “lost” a roast and I chose not to tell that because how does one lose a roast between taking it out to thaw and coming home to an empty counter. The search that ensued was dramatic, with hubby, the bloodhound of most lost things at our house (most usually lost by me), checking everything from garbage cans and car trunks to my closet. We assumed eventually our nose would lead us to it---similar to those years of “lost” Easter eggs. I figured it was just in the lost items black hole with my swimsuit, numerous gloves, (my newest replacement pair lost yesterday on the coldest day of the year) car keys, MEMORY etc. Said roast was eventually found 10 days later in the freezer as friend Hal had suggested---though both eagle-eyed Larry and I had checked all 3 freezers numerous times.

Why is it so important to appear as something we are not? Why do we want to appear organized, thoughtful and smart, not to mention spiritual, as if we never miss a quiet time? Do we have it all together? Not at my house.

That desire is a cover-up for all our perceived inadequacies because we know “man looks on the outside.” We are people pleasers! "The LORD does not look at the things people look at. People look at the outward appearance, but the LORD looks at the heart.” (I Samuel 16:7)

How many times do we need to be reminded to “never compare our insides with someone else’s outsides?”

Galatians 1:10 offers some great questions for pondering. Am I now trying to win the approval of men, or of God? Am I trying to please men? I thought about that as I was cooking today. (I was cooking---are you impressed---even making a homemade pie crust, though it wasn’t as light and tasty as when Elnora makes it) I rationalized that if I told too many of my foibles, folks wouldn’t want to read the blog because they would know how really pitiful I was, then how would I encourage or inspire? But God…..He let me keep the same title but made me include a few of the latest life snafus---because just sharing the good stuff would be a fantasy…..though I did sneak in the cooking part.

*Vanity of vanities, I didn’t even want to use my own "reminder finger" in the picture because it’s wrinkled, a touch arthritic and I don’t “do” manicures.