Good afternoon! Firstly, today I've been hard @ work plodding 2963 steps; secondly, John Piper's daily devotional topic from last night's "His Timing's Perfect"; thirdly, TWFT topic's "Become Willing To Change (4)' and fourthly, Our Daily Bread's devotional topic's "Singing God's Praises" but fifthly and way most importantly, I'm really ONE HOUR and FIVE MINUTES online still owed online after dinner @ Aunty Yvonne's place tonight! Anyways, events for today?
- Yay, 6th consecutive awesome sleep last night! Nature didn't call until 6:50am and after one pot :P trip I immediately tried falling back asleep again since I knew PIG mum would get super-noisy like fifteen minutes later!
- Sleep didn't return fast enough; instead, 154 breaths into falling back asleep noisy PIG mum went THUMP and I realised sleep wasn't gonna return. Instead, 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*
- PIG mum let herself into my room to hit me with the eye goo and help me only with the tops before leaving me to get myself mostly independently kitted, which I comply with after giving myself fifteen more minutes first.
- PIG mum returns to finish with absolutely nothing bar Elf's AFO straps and both laces before I let her gleefully FORCE :( me to walk to the bathroom and brush teeth. That done, I sit over the loo for one tinkle, wash and dry Era 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 is one bowl of plain porridge with one slice of dry (unbuttered) toast very thinly spread with avocado and for some reason the PLATE (not the toast?) sprinkled with salt, all my usual drugs :P and one full mug of water. 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*
- After breakfast, I walk myself slowly and safely back to the bathroom, again rising above the cruel and unfaithful God’s near-overwhelming hatred and not letting Him push me over. There, I do a stinky unspeakable, also leaning fully against the side rail and finishing my mostly silent chat to Percy the saint/angel. Remember, however the cruel and unfaithful God tries to make my day bad for me, I won't let that affect me because my good day has NOTHING to do with Him; I'm perfectly capable of having a good day without Him, despite Him and apart from Him. See, my good day's dependent on my own good attitude!
- After washing and drying Era, I climb into the backseat of PIG mum's car and buckle my own seatbelt (what I do all day). PIG mum tootles us off to church and parks outside the service hall. I haul myself up the ramp, use the disabled toilet for one tinkle myself, wash and dry Era and then grab my usual spot @ service on the most left.
- Yay, I get to stay seated for worship today~ I sing everything, plus the harmony for three songs but like every other week, meant absolutely NOTHING. >< *sigh*
- Speaker today was Pastor Peter Pie with a new sermon series entitled How To Train Your Christian; obviously he's adapted that from the series How To Train Your Dragon! Wonder if it's worth watching?
- After service ended twenty minutes early, I used the loo for one more tinkle, washed and dried both hands, grabbed one packet of bikkies from the morning tea table and sat outside the service hall. Aunty Cynthia came over for a chat and Yu Lam and Peter Pie said they'd gimme a lift to lunch and back to their place for - bbl!
Cheers,
Em. ^^
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