Suck it up princess

Grr. I hate this feeling.

Right now I am sick. I am low on energy, coughing up little slimeballs, my chest and head are congested...

But that is not the feeling I hate. Being sick doesn't bother me. Its the thoughts in my head that bother me. It goes like this:

Voice A: Kaleb you are getting sick. You need to rest and slow it down.
Voice B: But thats laziness! Suck it up and keep on going.
Voice A: But it is only getting worse, rest now or crash hard later...
Voice B: Thats what YOU think. You're hardly sick at all and just dramatizing this.
Voice A: No, go to a doctor and let him reccommend whats best
Voice B: And take a perfectly good doctor away from someone else who needs him or her? Jerk! Don't make this bigger than it is
Vioce C: Why do you two always have to yell? Please stop.
Voice A: But I'm sick
Voice B: Stop being a baby and grow up
Voice A: sick
Voice B: baby
Voice A: SICK
Voice B: BABY
Voice A: SIIICK!!!!!
Vioce B: BAAAAAABBBBYYYY!!!!
Voice C: LOOOOOOOOUUUUD NOOOOIIIISESSS!!!!
Voice D: I want candy

So you see it is not so much my physical state that is sucky, its in my head, and if I could just decide if I am sick or not then I would be able to either focus on rest or focus on other things.

I do, however, want candy.

This thanksgiving weekend was unreal. Grandpa and Grandma Penner had their 50th anniversary and it was a really powerful event for me. I heard Grandpa tell of Gods goodness in bringing an evangelist by his village when he was young and taking care of the whole family because his father was taken by the communists. God first saved his soul, then God brought him out of the desolation in the Ukraine and into a life of blessing in Canada, and how he came to start a life with Grandma. I heard Grandma tell how in an instant God changed her plans of being a missionary to being a wife and mother. All the cousins got up and sang some of Grandpas favorite songs, and at one point I could not even sing anymore, I was so overwhelmed by how God rewards those who trust in him. How he blesses those who are obedient! And I thought then that if I might at my 50th wedding anniversary be able to sing praises to God with each one of my children and grandchildren... That thought brought tears to my eyes.

How God blesses the obedient! How he loves those who are faithful! May I never turn away! His riches are beyond measure, his treasures beyond compare! I will desire nothing else!

Thoughts like that had me choked up for the whole event. I laughed lots too, Dad made some good funnies. A bit risque, but what else can you expect at a mennonite anniversary?

Well, off to chow some ecanasia. Doesn't that just make your mouth water.....

Peace