Good evening! Firstly, today I've been hard @ work plodding 4737 steps today (sweet I'm over 4.5 grand); secondly, John Piper's daily devotional topic from last night's 'When Will I Be Satisfied?'; thirdly, TWFT topic's "When You're Under Attack (5)'; fourthly, Joni's devotional topic's 'A Heart For God's Word' and fifthly, Our Daily Bread's devotional topic's 'Mimic Jesus' but sixthly and way most importantly, I'm still owed ONE HOUR and TWENTY-FIVE MINUTES online after dinner tonight!! Anyways, events for today?
- Woo hoo, 8th consecutive awesome sleep last night! Nature didn't call until 6:40am and after one pot :P trip I immediately fell back asleep since I knew dearest dad would be leaving for work less than one hour later!
- Sure enough, @ 7:35am dearest dad very thoughtfully walks silently down the hallway and unpops the lock into the garage, which awakes me for another pot :P trip. After this second tinkle, I spend ten minutes beginning a mostly silent chat to Percy the saint/angel, asking him please to help me with the patience, perseverance, strength and endurance I need to get through today with, giving PIG mum all the pleasure, all the satisfaction and just suffering for her whenever she decided that only she can be happy and/or satisfied. It doesn't sound very fair, but she's taught me through her actions, if not through her words, that it's enough she's happy and/or satisfied, and I guess whenever that happens, I've just got to grit my teeth and endure. >< *sigh*
- After dearest dad kisses me bye, retucks me back into bed, pretends to suck Pearl's SIX pearls, laughs when Pearl body slams him for the cheek, Pijum, Pearl and I all happily cuddle and snore, me waking once more for the pot :P shortly before PIG mum begins her daily a-THUMPING around upstairs. Soon, she's let herself into my room to hit me with the eye goo and hgelp me exceedingly slightly with absolutely nothing but the bra strap and tee before leaving me to get myself mostly independently kitted, which I comply with after I give myself fifteen more minutes.
- PIG mum comes back to finish with absolutely nothing bar Elf's AFO straps and both laces, before I let her gleefully FORCE :( me to walk over to the bathroom and brush teeth. That done, I sit over the loo for one tinkle, wash and dry Era and then walk myself slowly and safely out to the gobbling :P table, rising above the cruel and unfaithful God’s near-overwhelming hatred and not letting him push me over.
- Breakfast was one bowl of plain porridge with one slice of dry (unbuttered) toast ripped into it, one full mug of water and all my usual drugs :P. Over breakfast, I spent another ten minutes continuing
my mostly silent chat to Percy the saint/angel, asking him please to help me
get through today okay. I find it's exceedingly important to constantly remind
the cruel and unfaithful God that He has no bearing on my good day
whatsoever, that I am perfectly capable of having a good day without Him,
despite Him and apart from Him, because my good day's dependent on my own good
attitude. If only God would remember that ... *sigh* He created the phrase
'live and let live', so why the heck can't He lemme live the free, independent
life that I deserve? Okay, fair enough, we all only deserve death because of
Him, but why can't He just lemme live the life that nearly everyone else gets
to live?? *sigh*
Cheers,
Em. ^^
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