Its been two weeks since July 4 and I'm finding myself in the same chair, almost at the same time, its 3 in the morning, unable to sleep and weird thoughts running through my head. Maybe its not so weird, maybe yhey're normal. How would I know? I'm praying for an answer.
The thoughts are not of using or drinking or returning to my old ways but if I'm doing enough or doing the right things or if I could do something differently.
I wake up with my left leg kind of numb and burning again and with a kind of a sore throat again. I know how they both started but they kind of subsided over the last few days. I'm reasoning why thats happening and thats not good. Is it God or you Evil One trying to get my attention? If its the Devil, NICE TRY! I gave into you too many times before and you're not going to fool me this time. Or anytime again if I keep God in mind. I fell for your stuff so many times before I can't even begin to count. Because I had absolutely no protection. Like going into a gunfught with only a knife.
I'm bathing myself in the Almighty Ones protection now so don't even try. I know how you operate and I know you're nearby but God is IN me, It doesn't do any good to tell you don't try because YOU WILL.
I shouldn't even be talking to you so get the message. I'm a real slow learner too.
Getting the thoughts on paper, or the computer ( its too hard to write yet, but I got a feeling that will come back), gets them out of my head. Or at least thats the way it feels and I'm not messing with it. Did I actualy say "thats the way it feels" and "I got a feeling"? That hasn't happened in a long time. Feelings, that is.
Hey, I enjoyed it for a few days. The pain in my leg and the lump in my throat easing up. It'll go away again, I'm sure, if I have another day today like I had yesterday.
Spent most of the day at Bread of Life. Some of the guys even remembered me and I felt very comfortable sitting with them, talking and praying. It was so hot yesterday I was just soaking wet and the sweat was just pouring off of me but I didn't seem to mind. The time didn't drag by like I used to think and I didn't watch the clock at all. The guys went on their way, the work got done and it was time to go before I knew it. Before, 6 hours like that would last for days.
Now, I got it. I knew I would find the answer. I was knocked out last night. Fell out on the couch by 8 0'clock. No wonder I'm up at this time of the morning.
Well, I'm going to sit up for a while, read and maybe I'll doze off again. I feel much better now. This is good medicine. And it works better than a joint or a couple of beers...and less expensive too.
Tuesday, July 18, 2006
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