Sometimes I don't have time to blog. Sometimes I experience writer's block. Sometimes there is something I would like to say but it would not be nice, so I don't say it - thus, no blog - cause the thing I would like to say is consuming my thoughts and nothing else can get in.
Sometimes I don't feel like blogging, physically. That is where I have been these last two weeks.
You know those times when you seem okay, but that person that knows you so well places their hand on your shoulder and asks, are you okay? - and you fall apart? That is where I am.
You know those times when you don't want to ask for prayers for yourself because your superwoman facade would crumble? That is not where I am.
Not sure what this physical ailment is but I'm no superwoman and I am asking for your prayers. I haven't been to the doctor, I'm still testing it, still believing in all faith in healing. I have been healed in the past, miraculously. Jesus told me He can heal me of this. I believe Him.
Pray for me - and while you're at it, pray for yourself. My hand is on your shoulder, so fall apart and leave it at the throne.
Hope to see more of you all next week.
Believing my arms will be able to type . . .