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Last night, around 3am, I had one of those "life interruptions" that God orchestrates every once in awhile to remind me who it's really about. He breaks into my mundane routine, stirs things up and says "Remember, it's not your life anymore?"

It wasn't spectacular, looked for, or dramatic.

I got sick.

My immediate reaction? "God, please, I can't be sick! I can't afford to miss work. I don't have time, there's so much to do..." But God changed my perspective. I started having flashbacks to the last time I was sick...losing a breakfast I never ate in the ER bathroom. Wishing I could cry, scream or black out; any other reaction but the one I was having from the pain that seemed to be everywhere. Funny how much your perception of one circumstance can change in a few seconds! I was immediately convicted. I was in minor discomfort. But I was already griping about how it messed up "my plans"! Ouch. Instead of whining about the "inconvenience", I started thanking God for what I could be grateful for. Guess what. The rest of my evening was oddly pleasant. Laying in the hall, on wood floors that mimicked the 26F outside temperature, I had some wonderful time with God. As weird as it sounds. I'm so glad He interrupts my plans. Even if it isn't "so fun".

enjoying His grace. with a side of fever.