I had an interesting talk with one of the guys who hangs around work.
He's one of those people who tend to be a bit more special than most.
You can generally have a reasonable conversation with him until, BAM! Something will enter the conversation that's a bit curious.
To say the least.
Wowee.
Last week was like that.
He was having a smoke and I asked how he was as I walked past.
He was ok, but then "No. I'm depressed."
"Why? What's up?"
"The pope told me I can't get married."
Sometimes you need to ignore the obvious question.
"Hmmmmm. Did you want to get married?"
"Not really. But now I can't, I'm sad."
Please bear in mind I have not typed all the words he used during the course of this conversation. Such is the vocabulary of some of the guys I work with.
Anyway, onwards.
"Ok," I said. "Anything else?"
I did cringe at this point. I didn't mean to ask that question.
"Yeah. I think my neighbour eats angels."
Now there is no sign of any emotion during this chat, on his part. Just a matter of fact (!!!) conversation.
"Ok," I replied. "Does that make you sad as well?"
"Yep. I think I'll top myself next week."
"Before Christmas?"
"Oh. Maybe after that. But yeah, definitely then."
He draws on his smoke again.
A chance to pause and reflect on what has been said.
Training kicks in. "Do you know how you might do it?"
"Yep."
"Ok. Would you tell me? It sounds serious."
"I'm going to cover myself in mince and lie in front of a dog. She'll eat me to death."
Interesting choice of dog gender.
Again, ignore the obvious question.
"Do you have enough mince?"
"Not yet."
"Will you let me know when you do?"
"Ok."
"Thank you."
I thought it best to leave then.
Misplaced ingenuity in action.
But it could work.
Couldn't it?
Some days are never dull at my work.
Leviticus 24
It's a curious chapter this.
From keeping a lamp burning to stoning for blasphemy.
Maybe, there isn't just a big jump between the two.
It's a matter of doing right before God.
The priest had their duty.
There was one way to prepare the lamps.
There was one way to bake the loaves.
There was one way to make the offering.
There was one way to signify the covenant with God.
One way.
Then.
An argument.
A curse uttered.
There was one decision to make.
The punishment for blasphemy.
In all things, God had delivered His people.
In a time when the people could be distracted by other alternates.
His name was required to be kept sacred.
If you could disrespect His name, where was the next line to cross.
There was one way to honour God.
Honour everything.
No compromise.
It was the same as killing someone.
It was of more importance than killing an animal or injuring someone.
It didn't matter the circumstance, the name of the Lord was to be honoured and not cursed.
One way.
Monday, December 20, 2010
Tuesday, December 14, 2010
113 My Boss (Lev 23)
I was at a "do" today with my boss and he made some comment about maybe mentioning his good self in my blog.
I can't remember exactly what he said, but I do remember at the time having to think that it was funny.
Heh heh.
So here is me mentioning him and his wittyness.
He is pretty witty, when the mood strikes.
I hope it strikes tomorrow. *gulps*
He is quite good to work with.
Intelligent, with an amazing sense of humour.
I hope.
Leviticus 23
This chapter is about remembering to put God first.
Yes there is feasting.
There is probably rejoicing.
But there definitely is putting God first.
Honouring Him.
Not just weekly.
Regularly through the year as well.
It's an important thing to remember.
God saved them from slavery.
He saved them from persecution.
He saved them from starving.
He saved them from thirst.
He saved them from illness.
He provided a land to call home.
He provided guidance.
He provided a leader.
He provided a way to come into His presence.
They just need to remember this.
Each feast, each offering does this in spades.
It's an ongoing remembering.
So that it doesn't finish with this generation.
So that it's not lost all together.
I can't remember exactly what he said, but I do remember at the time having to think that it was funny.
Heh heh.
So here is me mentioning him and his wittyness.
He is pretty witty, when the mood strikes.
I hope it strikes tomorrow. *gulps*
He is quite good to work with.
Intelligent, with an amazing sense of humour.
I hope.
Leviticus 23
This chapter is about remembering to put God first.
Yes there is feasting.
There is probably rejoicing.
But there definitely is putting God first.
Honouring Him.
Not just weekly.
Regularly through the year as well.
It's an important thing to remember.
God saved them from slavery.
He saved them from persecution.
He saved them from starving.
He saved them from thirst.
He saved them from illness.
He provided a land to call home.
He provided guidance.
He provided a leader.
He provided a way to come into His presence.
They just need to remember this.
Each feast, each offering does this in spades.
It's an ongoing remembering.
So that it doesn't finish with this generation.
So that it's not lost all together.
Monday, December 13, 2010
112 Clouds (Lev 22)
There have been plenty of opportunities recently to see the majesty in a cloud.
I like clouds.
Not really wet ones.
Although they can also be an amazing sight, particularly those with big thunderheads.
It's only been recently I've noticed them in particular.
I think since maybe late 2000 or early 2001.
Around then anyway.
They can change so quickly.
They float gently along minding their own business.
Or race each other through the sky.
I like them.
Probably more than looking at stars, I'd look at clouds.
Lando Calrissian had it right I reckon, by living in a city in the clouds.
Although I doubt I'll ever be persuaded by the "Dark Side"(Again).
The outlook from our windows are brilliant for seeing the variations appear and then leave.
They can distract at times when I should be doing something else.
Like blogging.
I may never get this done until dark now.
Or maybe I will....
Leviticus 22
Not only did the animals brought forward as a sacrifice need to be pure and unblemished, so did the priests conducting the sacrifice.
If you were born with a blemish, then your role was very much in the background.
There was no consideration of how pure your heart may be.
Blemished on the outside meant unholy.
If you were a priest at least.
It's working in the back room for you, Spotty.
Harsh?
Unfair?
Possibly.
But it was the law and no correspondence was never entered into.
I've seen some ministers who are probably glad they don't need to worry about that these days.
They look pretty rough.
And yes, I know exactly the roughness of my own exterior.
God will use those called by Him.
In those days, it was limited to a tribe.
It was limited by appearance.
And it could still go bad.
There was no second chance.
The other thing that gets spelled out is, even unintentional errors incurred a cost.
I think the picture of a priest with little hair, originated in these times.
Talk about stressful living.
It's almost dark now.
I've finished.
But there's another bank of clouds hovering outside.
Could be a rough night.
I like clouds.
Not really wet ones.
Although they can also be an amazing sight, particularly those with big thunderheads.
It's only been recently I've noticed them in particular.
I think since maybe late 2000 or early 2001.
Around then anyway.
They can change so quickly.
They float gently along minding their own business.
Or race each other through the sky.
I like them.
Probably more than looking at stars, I'd look at clouds.
Lando Calrissian had it right I reckon, by living in a city in the clouds.
Although I doubt I'll ever be persuaded by the "Dark Side"(Again).
The outlook from our windows are brilliant for seeing the variations appear and then leave.
They can distract at times when I should be doing something else.
Like blogging.
I may never get this done until dark now.
Or maybe I will....
Leviticus 22
Not only did the animals brought forward as a sacrifice need to be pure and unblemished, so did the priests conducting the sacrifice.
If you were born with a blemish, then your role was very much in the background.
There was no consideration of how pure your heart may be.
Blemished on the outside meant unholy.
If you were a priest at least.
It's working in the back room for you, Spotty.
Harsh?
Unfair?
Possibly.
But it was the law and no correspondence was never entered into.
I've seen some ministers who are probably glad they don't need to worry about that these days.
They look pretty rough.
And yes, I know exactly the roughness of my own exterior.
God will use those called by Him.
In those days, it was limited to a tribe.
It was limited by appearance.
And it could still go bad.
There was no second chance.
The other thing that gets spelled out is, even unintentional errors incurred a cost.
I think the picture of a priest with little hair, originated in these times.
Talk about stressful living.
It's almost dark now.
I've finished.
But there's another bank of clouds hovering outside.
Could be a rough night.
Friday, December 10, 2010
111 Robust is a Cool Word (Lev 21)
I am feeling remarkably robust today.
The accountant guy at work said that he needed to get "robust" at Telstra the other day.
It was the second day in three that we had no internet, no email, nothing.
His robustness was infectious.
Partly due to the fact it is such a cool word to be.
Robust.
There, I said it again.
You just don't hear words like robust these days.
Anyway back to me.
I'm robust, with a but.
Of course I've got a but.
A different but.
Cheeky. ;)
But, settle, I can't shake this cough.
Sticky-throat-annoying-everybody-happen-at-the-worst-moment cough.
Apart from that, I am robust.
Now I can't say it without giggling.
Robust. (giggle)
See.
Leviticus 21
Ok, so the priests are being instructed to remain pure.
They stand in the gap between the people, their offerings and God.
They set the standard.
They are the closest some of the people would get to interacting with God.
Image mattered.
Standards mattered more.
I guess that's where I need to be careful.
It's not about how they "appeared" to be. Image will only get you so far.
They had to be strict in their behaviour.
They had to not just explain the law.
They had to enact it.
To the letter.
Totally.
So they could be effective in their duty before God.
The last time they got it wrong, people died.
I'm sure God is jolly and fun-loving, but there are some things you don't mess with Him.
This was a biggie.
The accountant guy at work said that he needed to get "robust" at Telstra the other day.
It was the second day in three that we had no internet, no email, nothing.
His robustness was infectious.
Partly due to the fact it is such a cool word to be.
Robust.
There, I said it again.
You just don't hear words like robust these days.
Anyway back to me.
I'm robust, with a but.
Of course I've got a but.
A different but.
Cheeky. ;)
But, settle, I can't shake this cough.
Sticky-throat-annoying-everybody-happen-at-the-worst-moment cough.
Apart from that, I am robust.
Now I can't say it without giggling.
Robust. (giggle)
See.
Leviticus 21
Ok, so the priests are being instructed to remain pure.
They stand in the gap between the people, their offerings and God.
They set the standard.
They are the closest some of the people would get to interacting with God.
Image mattered.
Standards mattered more.
I guess that's where I need to be careful.
It's not about how they "appeared" to be. Image will only get you so far.
They had to be strict in their behaviour.
They had to not just explain the law.
They had to enact it.
To the letter.
Totally.
So they could be effective in their duty before God.
The last time they got it wrong, people died.
I'm sure God is jolly and fun-loving, but there are some things you don't mess with Him.
This was a biggie.
Thursday, December 9, 2010
110 The Kids are Precious (Lev 20)
Hello.
Such a busy time of the year.
This will be a challenge over the next few weeks.
I'll be fine.
I hope you will be too.
Leviticus 20
So it sounds innocent enough doesn't it.
"..... giving the children to Molech...."
Except until you realise that by "giving" it actually means "ritually sacrificing in fire."
Somewhere alone the way, the Israelites were so infatuated by their neighbours and their lush crops, someone asked
"How do you get your crops to grow so well?"
"Oh we sacrifice our kids to Molech."
"Hmmm ok. Well let's give it a go. I'm sick of their runny noses and smelly bums anyway."
"Sweet. I'll show you how. C'mon."
"Sweet. Ok."
Dummies.
Over and over again God showed His promises were good.
He provided.
He protected.
He listened.
He explained.
He loved.
(He got frustrated.)
Again God reminds us all of the importance of respecting your parents.
The penalty for cursing your parents.
Death!!!
Da da daaaaaaaa!!!
I love my parents.
There are other reminders of things not to do.
Why?
v23-24 "And you shall not walk in the customs of the nation that I am driving out before you, for they did all these things, and therefore I detested them.
But I have said to you, You shall inherit their land, and I will give it to you to possess, a land flowing with milk and honey."
The current inhabitants did these despicable things.
And they were the wrong thing to do.
And they were going to pay for that.
By losing everything.
Why, oh why would you copy that?
The hope is they pay attention to the warnings from God.
They hold fast and obey Him.
For those who know how this finishes, don't wreck it for the others.
It's nail biting stuff.
Heh heh.
Such a busy time of the year.
This will be a challenge over the next few weeks.
I'll be fine.
I hope you will be too.
Leviticus 20
So it sounds innocent enough doesn't it.
"..... giving the children to Molech...."
Except until you realise that by "giving" it actually means "ritually sacrificing in fire."
Somewhere alone the way, the Israelites were so infatuated by their neighbours and their lush crops, someone asked
"How do you get your crops to grow so well?"
"Oh we sacrifice our kids to Molech."
"Hmmm ok. Well let's give it a go. I'm sick of their runny noses and smelly bums anyway."
"Sweet. I'll show you how. C'mon."
"Sweet. Ok."
Dummies.
Over and over again God showed His promises were good.
He provided.
He protected.
He listened.
He explained.
He loved.
(He got frustrated.)
Again God reminds us all of the importance of respecting your parents.
The penalty for cursing your parents.
Death!!!
Da da daaaaaaaa!!!
I love my parents.
There are other reminders of things not to do.
Why?
v23-24 "And you shall not walk in the customs of the nation that I am driving out before you, for they did all these things, and therefore I detested them.
But I have said to you, You shall inherit their land, and I will give it to you to possess, a land flowing with milk and honey."
The current inhabitants did these despicable things.
And they were the wrong thing to do.
And they were going to pay for that.
By losing everything.
Why, oh why would you copy that?
The hope is they pay attention to the warnings from God.
They hold fast and obey Him.
For those who know how this finishes, don't wreck it for the others.
It's nail biting stuff.
Heh heh.
Tuesday, December 7, 2010
109 Honour and Obedience (Lev 19)
Spent some time at tea tonight with a plethora of cute kids.
Kids that say the cutest things.
Kids that say the cutest things but you have no idea what they said.
"dgfdafe dhf e heior fhfhfl vnvnkli hahahaha"
Oh really?
"sfhse flhlse fghidsl heieuaa foo hahahahaha"
Mmmmmmmm.
"dada hfoihfoe fhfhe fhejjo jjir hahahaha"
What does go on in those cute little heads?
How do they keep coming up with cute stuff?
When do they start becoming painful?
Probably never with these kids.
Probably.
Maybe I'm getting soft.
I never used to be able to handle other people's kids.
Or maybe we've just got good friends with cute kids.
Leviticus 19
God calls His people to be holy.
The first thing He says to do is "revere your mother and your father"
Then "keep My sabbaths"
Be respectful.
Have integrity.
Honour God in everything.
This is how you will be set apart.
Even today these things aren't common.
These acts are badges that should be worn with pride.
Our parents deserve respect.
Our friends need to trust someone.
Those we work with and for expect transparency and integrity.
God demands honour and obedience.
Think of others and do everything as if God is watching.
He is.
Obey.
You will be different.
People will look to you.
And you get to tell them why.
Heh heh cool.
Kids that say the cutest things.
Kids that say the cutest things but you have no idea what they said.
"dgfdafe dhf e heior fhfhfl vnvnkli hahahaha"
Oh really?
"sfhse flhlse fghidsl heieuaa foo hahahahaha"
Mmmmmmmm.
"dada hfoihfoe fhfhe fhejjo jjir hahahaha"
What does go on in those cute little heads?
How do they keep coming up with cute stuff?
When do they start becoming painful?
Probably never with these kids.
Probably.
Maybe I'm getting soft.
I never used to be able to handle other people's kids.
Or maybe we've just got good friends with cute kids.
Leviticus 19
God calls His people to be holy.
The first thing He says to do is "revere your mother and your father"
Then "keep My sabbaths"
Be respectful.
Have integrity.
Honour God in everything.
This is how you will be set apart.
Even today these things aren't common.
These acts are badges that should be worn with pride.
Our parents deserve respect.
Our friends need to trust someone.
Those we work with and for expect transparency and integrity.
God demands honour and obedience.
Think of others and do everything as if God is watching.
He is.
Obey.
You will be different.
People will look to you.
And you get to tell them why.
Heh heh cool.
Monday, December 6, 2010
108 Great Hackle (Lev 18)
I had a bit of a breakthrough over the weekend.
I actually had a few, but I want to mention this one in particular.
It may not mean much to many, but it represented a step forward in my short history of fly tying.
For the first time, wait for it, I was able to successfully tie in a reasonably great hackle onto my Parachute Addams.
I know.
Fascinating stuff.
I give praise to my recent illness for my focusability.
I've struggled with this for a while.
The intricacy of tying a feather horizontally around a vertical post of neer hair has been a struggle for me to achieve consistently.
And then tie in another.
You do need two, of course.
Otherwise it just becomes a Parachute Addams VARIATION.
Previously,
I've been unable to maintain a consistent amount of hackles around the post.
I've tied it off and entangled the hackle in the thread.
I've tried using superglue to finish it with all tension being lost and the fly collapsing.
On Saturday though, I tied off 3, yes 3 nigh perfect flies with GREAT hackles.
I believe I have finally cracked the code.
I know that in sharing this, you shall all undoubtedly sleep better.
Please, there is no small need for thanks.
It's one of those free community services I am happy to provide for the insomniacs amongst you.
Still, I can feel the thanks, thick in the air.
You are welcome.
I am humbled yet again.
Leviticus 18
The people are reminded they are set apart.
They are different from the Egyptians.
They are different from the Canaanites.
The expectations are high and they need to shun the deviant practices their neighbours embraced.
It starts simple with the recognition of appropriate relationships within the family.
Basic.
Clear.
Safe.
I for one hope to never be exposed to the nakedness of my mum.
Or dad.
Aaaaaarrggghhhhhhh!
Quick.
Mind bleach.
Oh that is so bad.
Sorry.
From all the other chapters though, even though it seems such a no-brainer, it still needed to be spelled out.
Other behaviours are then also exposed for their depravity and wrongness. Including homosexuality, child sacrifice and sleeping with animals.
Don't do it.
It's wrong.
If you see someone else jump off a cliff, doesn't mean it's right.
Right!
It doesn't matter why they said they did it.
Or who they jumped off with.
Ok.
Peer pressure at it's worse and God needed to make sure it stopped.
I actually had a few, but I want to mention this one in particular.
It may not mean much to many, but it represented a step forward in my short history of fly tying.
For the first time, wait for it, I was able to successfully tie in a reasonably great hackle onto my Parachute Addams.
I know.
Fascinating stuff.
I give praise to my recent illness for my focusability.
I've struggled with this for a while.
The intricacy of tying a feather horizontally around a vertical post of neer hair has been a struggle for me to achieve consistently.
And then tie in another.
You do need two, of course.
Otherwise it just becomes a Parachute Addams VARIATION.
Previously,
I've been unable to maintain a consistent amount of hackles around the post.
I've tied it off and entangled the hackle in the thread.
I've tried using superglue to finish it with all tension being lost and the fly collapsing.
On Saturday though, I tied off 3, yes 3 nigh perfect flies with GREAT hackles.
I believe I have finally cracked the code.
I know that in sharing this, you shall all undoubtedly sleep better.
Please, there is no small need for thanks.
It's one of those free community services I am happy to provide for the insomniacs amongst you.
Still, I can feel the thanks, thick in the air.
You are welcome.
I am humbled yet again.
Leviticus 18
The people are reminded they are set apart.
They are different from the Egyptians.
They are different from the Canaanites.
The expectations are high and they need to shun the deviant practices their neighbours embraced.
It starts simple with the recognition of appropriate relationships within the family.
Basic.
Clear.
Safe.
I for one hope to never be exposed to the nakedness of my mum.
Or dad.
Aaaaaarrggghhhhhhh!
Quick.
Mind bleach.
Oh that is so bad.
Sorry.
From all the other chapters though, even though it seems such a no-brainer, it still needed to be spelled out.
Other behaviours are then also exposed for their depravity and wrongness. Including homosexuality, child sacrifice and sleeping with animals.
Don't do it.
It's wrong.
If you see someone else jump off a cliff, doesn't mean it's right.
Right!
It doesn't matter why they said they did it.
Or who they jumped off with.
Ok.
Peer pressure at it's worse and God needed to make sure it stopped.
Friday, December 3, 2010
107 Routine without a Reason (Lev 17)
Tomorrow morning will represent the seventh morning since I last had a coffee.
I think I may have referred to this occasion previously.
I think I need to drink a coffee soon.
Not because of any "need" other than the process has become a part of my routine.
My evenings start after tea, with me making my coffee for the night.
And then I do whatever.
It hasn't taken until tonight, where my head has become slightly less befuddled, that I realised without a start, my evenings go nowhere.
I flutter like a caffeine free butterfly from couch to table to computer to couch to talk with Donna to watch TV to try and work to the couch to the computer to WHAT HAS HAPPENED TO MY NICE QUIET PERFECT ROUTINE THAT USED TO HAVE A START?????
I think I'll have one soon.
Leviticus 17
I realised something yesterday after reading through some of the stuff about sacrificing.
The Israelites knew about sacrifices before now.
Maybe I'm thick but until now I've just been reading through thinking that this was something new.
But no.
Going back to Cain and Abel, there was sacrificing.
Abraham made an altar and sacrificed.
These rules aren't all about teaching how to sacrifice.
They are about WHY to sacrifice.
Maybe that's been lost along the way.
Maybe it has become a thoughtless routine.
A way of showing how pure you were to the neighbours.
As soon as the reason is lost, the sacrifice was just a meaningless facade anyway.
Maybe the intent was lost and now everybody needs to come together and get it sorted.
It's not about them.
It's about them and God.
And getting right.
I think I may have referred to this occasion previously.
I think I need to drink a coffee soon.
Not because of any "need" other than the process has become a part of my routine.
My evenings start after tea, with me making my coffee for the night.
And then I do whatever.
It hasn't taken until tonight, where my head has become slightly less befuddled, that I realised without a start, my evenings go nowhere.
I flutter like a caffeine free butterfly from couch to table to computer to couch to talk with Donna to watch TV to try and work to the couch to the computer to WHAT HAS HAPPENED TO MY NICE QUIET PERFECT ROUTINE THAT USED TO HAVE A START?????
I think I'll have one soon.
Leviticus 17
I realised something yesterday after reading through some of the stuff about sacrificing.
The Israelites knew about sacrifices before now.
Maybe I'm thick but until now I've just been reading through thinking that this was something new.
But no.
Going back to Cain and Abel, there was sacrificing.
Abraham made an altar and sacrificed.
These rules aren't all about teaching how to sacrifice.
They are about WHY to sacrifice.
Maybe that's been lost along the way.
Maybe it has become a thoughtless routine.
A way of showing how pure you were to the neighbours.
As soon as the reason is lost, the sacrifice was just a meaningless facade anyway.
Maybe the intent was lost and now everybody needs to come together and get it sorted.
It's not about them.
It's about them and God.
And getting right.
Thursday, December 2, 2010
106 Getting Things Right Again (Lev 16)
I don't get having hot feet.
The most annoying thing of the last week, hasn't been the coughing.
It hasn't been the sweaty brow.
It hasn't been the achy muscles.
It's been the hot feet.
I can't sleep with hot feet.
My body should know that.
My head does.
Catch up body!!!!
Oh and morning TV is woeful.
And I'm definitely over that. If you're not sick and you watch it, especially those dumb infomercials, it may be enough to push you over the edge.
Seriously, stay away.
I got away with my life, but it was close.
You have been warned.
Leviticus 16
Ok so we step back to chapter 10 when Aaron's sons mucked up and were killed.
Aaron needs to bring restitution to his family's name and position before God.
It's serious stuff.
And it's sacrificing again.
If only there was a way to come before God without the need to sacrifice each time.
I was surprised by the use of a "Scapegoat".
2 goats to be sacrificed.
Lots drawn.
1 killed.
1 a living sacrifice sent to the wilderness.
They should have be abandoned and sent off away from God, but the goat instead took their place, as did those that were sacrificed.
Great for the people.
Bad for the goat.
Interesting using a goat. Smelly, cantankerous, ornery, stubborn.
Actually probably a fairly apt representative for the people.
And so Aaron makes atonement for himself, the priests and the people.
Everything back on track.
For the moment.
The most annoying thing of the last week, hasn't been the coughing.
It hasn't been the sweaty brow.
It hasn't been the achy muscles.
It's been the hot feet.
I can't sleep with hot feet.
My body should know that.
My head does.
Catch up body!!!!
Oh and morning TV is woeful.
And I'm definitely over that. If you're not sick and you watch it, especially those dumb infomercials, it may be enough to push you over the edge.
Seriously, stay away.
I got away with my life, but it was close.
You have been warned.
Leviticus 16
Ok so we step back to chapter 10 when Aaron's sons mucked up and were killed.
Aaron needs to bring restitution to his family's name and position before God.
It's serious stuff.
And it's sacrificing again.
If only there was a way to come before God without the need to sacrifice each time.
I was surprised by the use of a "Scapegoat".
2 goats to be sacrificed.
Lots drawn.
1 killed.
1 a living sacrifice sent to the wilderness.
They should have be abandoned and sent off away from God, but the goat instead took their place, as did those that were sacrificed.
Great for the people.
Bad for the goat.
Interesting using a goat. Smelly, cantankerous, ornery, stubborn.
Actually probably a fairly apt representative for the people.
And so Aaron makes atonement for himself, the priests and the people.
Everything back on track.
For the moment.
Wednesday, December 1, 2010
105 Keeping it Clean (Lev 15)
Still no good.
5 days of fever and meds don't seem to be working.
Well they take the edge off, but come on!
It almost took me two hours to recover from last night's blog.
Kidding.
But it did make me a little tired and teary with fatigue.
Maybe.
Today I felt a bit hungry, but I still can't face a hot drink.
No coffee since 8:30 Saturday morning.
That's some sort of record for me since birth I think.
It's odd I'm not craving it.
Although apparently I have been talking about it a lot.
"No coffee since Saturday."
"No coffee for 5 days."
"Must be some sort of record."
"Etc."
"Etc."
The worse part is it looks like I'll have to cancel a trip this weekend.
3 days fishing "Up top" seems highly unlikely.
Stupid viruses.
Leviticus 15
A lot of talk about discharges.
I try not to think too much about them in too much detail.
But the treatment is about remaining sanitary.
It just makes sense.
Keeping everything clean.
Reducing the risk of spreading infection.
And once clean, making absolutely sure.
And giving thanks.
Except it took 33 verses to say it.
5 days of fever and meds don't seem to be working.
Well they take the edge off, but come on!
It almost took me two hours to recover from last night's blog.
Kidding.
But it did make me a little tired and teary with fatigue.
Maybe.
Today I felt a bit hungry, but I still can't face a hot drink.
No coffee since 8:30 Saturday morning.
That's some sort of record for me since birth I think.
It's odd I'm not craving it.
Although apparently I have been talking about it a lot.
"No coffee since Saturday."
"No coffee for 5 days."
"Must be some sort of record."
"Etc."
"Etc."
The worse part is it looks like I'll have to cancel a trip this weekend.
3 days fishing "Up top" seems highly unlikely.
Stupid viruses.
Leviticus 15
A lot of talk about discharges.
I try not to think too much about them in too much detail.
But the treatment is about remaining sanitary.
It just makes sense.
Keeping everything clean.
Reducing the risk of spreading infection.
And once clean, making absolutely sure.
And giving thanks.
Except it took 33 verses to say it.
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