Headache

I woke up with a headache today.  I am pretty certain it is due to the trouble I have with my breathing when I sleep, or more accurately my lack of breathing when I sleep.  I hope this headache goes away, I have so much to do today.

I have been struggling in my mind with some different issues, mostly concerning people I care deeply about.  I am hoping to let my mind be free from worry or bad feelings and thoughts toward others, but it is hard.  Especially when you body is not feeling well.  I feel like my whole body had been hit by a truck...I guess that is the damp weather and my inflammation...the joys of aging.

I am a bit whiny today.  Sorry about that.

So now that I have confessed how I really feel, I am working on being honest and not stuffing my feelings.  How do I dig myself out of this hole?

I suppose it makes sense that I would focus on the truly good thing in life which is Christ and the finished work of the cross.  Because no matter how bad i feel or how badly my thoughts want to run away, one truth stays certain in these uncertain days.  That is the finished work of the Cross!  Oh the joy of being able to run to the One who paid it all so that I could overcome this wretched man that I am.  My son posted that he likes to get high because he can forget all of his worries.  In a strange and maybe disturbing way, i am glad that he at least recognizes why he likes to get high.  He wants to be happy!  He wants to be loved.  I am waiting for the day that he understands that in
Christ you don't have to forget your troubles, because he takes them away as far as the East is from the West.  He allows us to stand clean in His presence, because of what His Son did on the Cross.  We don't have to forget...He has already forgotten.  We are a new creature, whole and born again when we accept this great gift of Salvation.  It does sadden my heart that he had found satisfaction in the cheap substitute of the world...but that will only hold its charm for so long and I know eventually it will give way to the hollow substance that it is.  Whereas Christ HE just grows sweeter and sweeter with the passing of time.  He is more real and more able to meet our every need.  I will be happy happy happy the day that my son throws away the cheap imitation and finds the true meaning of love in his creator.