FLU is not the way I got to my tropical vacation

One of my Top Ten Rules to Live By states: Expect Resistance.

Last week I finally overcame months of inertia, and read a book on how to write a book proposal. It really fired me up to get moving. Tuesday I began to write it.

That afternoon, the school nurse called me to come pick up 5 year old Rooster due to his having a fever.

Wednesday, little Lulu had another fever seizure (her third in a year), and I freaked out and called 911, which resulted in an ambulance ride, which led to us spending the afternoon in the ER.

Thursday, I spent the day taking her and Rooster to the pediatrician, with the end result of them both being on Tamiflu and over-the-counter medications for fever, cough, and sinus congestion. I am now a certified meds-and-fluids pusher, dispensing four doses to each of them every four hours and cajoling them with pedialyte, jello, juice, capri-sun, and anything else I can think of.

After school each day this week, I have also been working with Miss Boo on one of her biggest 3rd grade projects yet, a poster explaining Tsunamis. I love the irony that this week has felt like a personal tsunami. Not to mention the political tsunami happening today in Egypt. In fact, I have never in my life seen so many references to tsunamis on the internet, news, and everyday conversation as I have this week.

Today I just needed a mental break, and I didn't want to face my sticky kitchen floor (which would have had to come before writing), so I got out my sewing machine and whipped up a doggy bandana for a friend. That gave me good therapy.

But I suddenly notice, I have not gotten back to that book proposal in four days.

As I worked on it Tuesday, I was a little discouraged to see the big names that have already published very adequate books on the same subject I plan to tackle. Yet I think my idea still merits a fresh approach, and I begin to suspect the Enemy has a serious interest in keeping me from pushing forward with this idea.

So, do you know what? I refuse to give up.

But we have this treasure in jars of clay to show that this all-surpassing power is from God and not from us. We are hard pressed on every side, but not crushed; perplexed, but not in despair.2 Corinthians 4:8

I have been distracted, but I will not be turned aside.
I have been discouraged, but I will not give in to despair.
No, in all these things I will overcome. Because I have been given a message, and it burns to get out of me.

The Enemy has also successfully distracted me from my Colossians memory project, as well as my regular Bible reading, for the past four days.

Goal number one dictates I return to look intently into God's face. Then allow myself time to contemplate. After that I probably need to mop this sticky kitchen floor, and then perhaps the Ultimate Author will open up a little window next week to keep plugging away at my Big Idea.

Turn your eyes upon Jesus

Look full in his wonderful face

And the things of earth will grow strangely dim

In the light of his glory and grace.

-Helen H. Lemmel, 1922