A Beautiful Day

I woke up after, um... maybe 12 hours. I have the flu. My whole body is aching right now. Lord, heal me. Please restore my strength.
I still managed to have a good day. I walked up to Roger's Park to meet my friend Patricia. While I waited on her to arrive, I walked over to the swings, and I believe I swung higher than ever before. It could also just be because I've probably never been heavier and the pull of gravity is somewhat greater. While I was swinging, I was thinking about how great it is to be a child of God. Free to let my hair down and swing higher and higher without the fear of someone pointing at the fat girl on the swing. What freedom!!! So I basked in His glory on that swing. Patricia is taking care of a mentally handicapped young man. What an experience I bet that is! He will forever be a child at heart. Always God's beautiful child. My cousin Davey is mentally handicapped. I sure do miss him. I bet that it has been 10 years at least since I have seen him. Back to the young man I was talking about, I introduced myself to him and shook his hand, and he had a hard time stopping. Then he was talking about the bun in my hair. Patricia told him not to touch, but if he had I would not mind. Patricia and I walked around in circles while she kept an eye on him, playing with sticks and things around the great big trees. I love praying with Patricia, because I can feel God when we pray. What an experience!!
Tony and I finished putting the primer on the bathroom walls. I noticed that I was asking for his help less and less. Which is good, but I don't want him to think that I don't need him. It's just that he always complains about having to stop playing his computer game to help. Patricia was telling me to hold on to my man tightly, and not to let Satan's lies steal him away from me. She is so right. Lord, help me give Tony the truth with grace. Soften his heart to receive your words. I pray that all of you will hold on to your men with all of your strength. To have to let them be taken away by the lie of another woman, or the lie of a better life would be dismemberment of your flesh. Remember that. "The two will become one flesh."