Being sick is no fun

Caught another throat infection early this week. I thought my body had the resistance to fight it off, but somehow, it got worse midweek. I must say it was no fun feeling unwell, yet still struggling to do the various things I had to. Coincidentally I had extra clinic slots in which I was already replacing someone, so I couldn't just call it off. Thankfully, the clinic was not as busy as it could have been. I see now that my schedule has been pretty tight, and with my son's exams and the trips involved, it probably got me more tired than I realized....and so it would take longer for the body to recover.

In the midst of all this, my dog caught a urine infection and started 'wee-ing' frequently and in the wrong places!! Thankfully, a course of antibiotics from the vet sorted that out quite fast. But we still have to coax and persuade and find creative ways to make her drink more fluids.

One more week to go.......in fact, my son is really looking forward to the last day of his exams on Thursday 27th. Actually I am too. His room has been a danger zone as books and papers are strewn over the bed and floor. And I am the one picking up after each exam the books that are no longer needed.

That's the mundane "mission field" that I am largely called to at this time in my life. I was talking about this with a spiritual companion the other day, looking for signs of God's presence and invitations in my life. Yes, it isn't as exciting as some people would be able to report about their 'missions'. And it is certainly as trying and difficult (maybe more) as those overseas missions could be. The same need for much patience, courage and love exists. And at the end of the day, it remains quite ordinary and mundane - nothing one reports in mission newsletters! Ah well, so much for grace filled training in hiddenness and humility. I'm thankful for the 'stretching'......