Allergies are weird stuff and I have been in denial for years.
I never had much trouble with allergies growing up and in my young adult life. Never a problem for me. I didn’t know how lucky I was.
My friends? Not so much. Runny noses, watery eyes, sneezing, coughing, lost voices. The whole nine.
I just didn’t know how lucky I was.
I read something somewhere some years ago that as our body chemistry changes with aging, so do our immunities and defense mechanisms. I was in denial about that, too.
I get a week in the spring and a week in the fall that’s never really been the same. Like, I can’t point at some severe thing. It varies. And today is so far the worst day of this particular cycle.
No, it’s not any worse in New Jersey than Oklahoma. Feeling a little stopped up, scratchy throat, a little runny nose. Probably something Benadryl can handle. Just enough to be annoying, but I’m not miserable.
Not like Patrick—Patrick could hardly talk on Sunday, never mind singing! And now it’s my turn, I guess. I first noticed all this coming on last Friday when I was out on my bike. (35.5 miles thank you very much!) All this before the misty rain forest we’ve had for the past several days.
Anyway, even in the middle of this, I usually try to stop several times daily and look for God and what God’s doing. Sometimes I’m listening. Sometimes watching. Sometimes praying (not enough). But I really do try and do that.
Even in the allergies, maybe this is God’s way of slowing me down, reminding me who’s “got this”. Which, to be perfectly honest, is pretty annoying—surely there’s another way to get my attention!
Having said that, if this is all it takes and if this is as bad as it gets, I need to quit whining and get over it.
I’m gonna check out next week for a week of study leave so the Blog will come back on the 24th. Come have coffee with me tomorrow at Drip (around 9am every Thursday except next week) and we can whine together. Or get over it.
God’s definitely got this—the rest is up to you and me.
Grace and Peace,