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Each Day Already is a Challenge
A Texas Sunrise
 
A friend, William Taylor, took this picture. He visits Surfside Beach with his dogs almost every morning, watching the sun rise while the dogs prance about at the water's edge.
This is only about ten miles from where I lived in Lake Jackson, Texas. Sadly, I only visited this beach about four times in the six years I lived nearby.
Each day is a challenge. A challenge to get by without thinking about the fibromyalgia pains. A challenge to stay awake when chronic fatigure wants to take over. And a challenge to navigate through fibro fog.
I haven't been writing as much as in the past. For years, I wrote at least 500 words a day. Now, I'm lucky if I write 500 words in month. Sigh.
For more information about what my day (or life) is all about with fibromyalgia, chronic fatigue, chronic pains, IBS, depression and everything else thrown in, check this out:
October 20, 2006 at 9:05am October 20, 2006 at 9:05am
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It never fails. When I'm having a rather rough day, I'll suddenly get a fantastic devotional in my inbox from Jason Mitchner.
Jason is such an inspiration. He is a man in his middle 30's. The biography on his web site begins: "Jason Mitchener was born with a rare neuromuscular disease that now confines him to an electric wheelchair and requires him to use a ventilator to breathe. His body may be confined, but his spirit soars free."
Jason's devotionals are supposed to be daily, but sometimes his life or technology keeps it from being so.
Here is his website where you can explore or request his devotional: http://www.JasonMitchener.com
When I think I'm having a tough time, God directs me to others whose health issues are far worse then mine. Not long ago, I discovered a writer named RevDrJack at PearlSoup.com.
Here are a few words from one of his stories:
""New Vistas ... by and for the Disabled" was born in an unused studio at MacLean Hunter Channel 8 in St. Catharines in 1980.
The high-level quadraplegic became the lady in the control room, and with her head stick and limited movement, looked like a demented woodpecker as she mastered the control board cutting in and fading camera to camera like a pro. One cameraman was a recovering alcoholic epileptic, another was cerebral palsied. A man with less than 10% eyesight became our sound engineer, and we had a color balancer who was deaf. We maximized the talents and minimized the limitations."
To read the rest of the story: http://www.pearlsoup.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=pearls.view&pearlID=18184
When I get perturbed about how the voice of Christians in the U.S. is being stifled or ignored, I remember that in other parts of the world my Christian brothers and sisters are being killed for standing up for their faith.
The Voice of the Martyrs has a new program called Bibles Unbound. They are seeking Christians to mail Bibles to China, Columbia, Cuba and the Middle East. Here is the information for those who might be interested in getting involved:
http://etools.780net.com/a/jgroup/bg_biblesunbound_ct-connection_263.html
And how am I doing? I have the usual aches and pains this morning, and even though I slept soundly (I never heard Jim getting ready for work), I'm still tired.
BUT ...
I was just blessed with the most wonderful sight. My computer sits in the kitchen, next to a large bay window, where I can watch the world go by. This morning two rather frisky squirrels have been entertaining me as they jump from limb to limb in the tree, then to the rooftop, to wires, then back to the tree. They have been chattering as they romp, and taking turns doing the chasing.
Although the sky is gray and gloomy - not unusual for this time of year - the wind is still and the temperature is supposed to be "pleasant" for this time of year.
I almost wish I could romp outside myself, scooping up leaves and jumping in them like I did as a child. But the dampness would certainly cause these bones to ache. So I'm content to watch the world and God's creatures from this side of the window.
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