The past week has seen me catch a nasty cold that has left me feeling the worst I have felt in years. I pride myself in taking care of my body and rarely getting sick. But, when I do get sick, it comes with a fury. This cold knocked me off my feet and disrupted my entire flow and routine. On Monday I had to leave work early due to my inability to stand up straight – and I promptly came home and slept for close to eighteen hours. My body needed the rest, but unfortunately that alone was not able to completely kill off the sickness. A few days later and I am still struggling to get back on my feet and feel as if I am back to normal.
There have been all sorts of frustration and agitation this week in getting sick. Why is it that you never seem to get sick at a good time? It always seems to hit at an inopportune time. As a result, I have felt behind all week, and with coaching track starting next week, I am feeling a bit stressed before the season even starts.
I have certainly found myself complaining quite a bit this week. I have thrown quite the extensive pity party, even if I am the only invitee. Yet, yesterday morning in my quiet time I sat down and began to pray through my day. As I did I found myself humbly and honestly before the Lord praying, “Lord, I need your strength and your energy today. There is no way I can get through the day on my strength alone. I need your strength today.” My current battle with the flu has brought about a grave realization in that I commonly rely on my own strength. I needed to be reminded of where my strength comes from and who I should rely on for the strength to carry out each day’s tasks. Because, if Tommy’s strength is the only one contributing to this week’s tasks…nothing of any value is going to be accomplished. An annoying flu to battle through – but a great reminder.