I miss her, she would have given me some wry bit of hope when I reported what I learned.
The fact I sleep little for the pain leads me in to the Orthopaedist for shots in my knees. The conversation today was ominous.
What I did after was catch hold of God through the music that allows me to live:
The Anchor Holds, God is in Control, Fear is a Liar, Shine, God’s Not Dead, Greatness of Our God, Chain Breaker, Miracles, God Only Knows, Children of the World, I’ll Fly Away, How Great Thou Art, We Believe, and more but I am not sure what. I sing these with the music. I also sing acapella, Come All Ye Faithful, Holy, Holy, Holy, Down By The Riverside, He’s Got The Whole World, Kumbaya, and by the time I get through, I think I will do until He is done with me.
Degenerative arthritis is just another thing to get through.
Sleep though, I need to find that elusive state. My mind will not keep without it.
I pick up a tune, set it loose, realize I am not the engine, just the caboose. I trust the couplings to hold me, keep me in line. I cannot see all the journey, and I know challenges will overrun, but I was given a destination, holding on to Jesus to keep me until I get there. Heaven waits.
© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan