How do people write creatively, or study the Bible, or do anything productive when they feel like crap? Nobody’s interested in my viral tail-of-woe (sic), so I’ll leave it at that.
But, you know what? While I feel like something very soft, quite warm, and yellow-brown, God’s Holy Spirit is still interceding for me with unimaginable, insightful words to my loving Father. I can leave my mind in recovery mode while he does all the thinking, and most of the praying, for me.
I can’t imagine how people can’t imagine how broad, deep, and high God’s love is for even the sickest of us. What a rush of peace!