queasy

Ugh. I am not feeling well. I have a stomach issue which is keeping me close to the bathroom. It got so bad this evening that I stayed home from a Super Bowl party. My Mr. went on without me; he will enjoy it much more than I anyway. Don't get me wrong, I'm do like football, and I would have had fun with my friends, but not the way I'm feeling right now. It sounded good just to stay home alone and quiet.

But the day was anything but quiet. We were really quite busy. Met that friend from the US  again for breakfast. We're getting to know his co-worker, too, and it's nice to be making a new friend. They brought toys for my cat, which she just LOVED, and it made my day. :-)

Then another meeting over lunch, then we took the kitty to the vet to get her stitches out (from being spayed). She did great, but was trembling and scared at the office. She seems to be fully over it now.

When we got home I was feeling increasingly bad, so I laid down and tried to rest. The kitty curled up with me and slept off her traumatic trip.

Now I'm just chilling on the couch, missing a party. I had the typical "sick tummy" foods for supper; ramen noodles, crackers, and ginger ale. I hope I feel better soon.

I read a thought in a devotional today that is really sticking with me. It was written from Jesus' perspective, and said, "The only think you can grasp without damaging your soul is My hand." It echoes things I've been thinking, only it said it in a beautiful, poetic way. The things we hold onto so tightly here are just illusions. Let them go. Hold onto Him alone.

We had a chance to kind of "unload" on our friend from the US today, and his co-worker. They are with an organization that focuses on member care, so they're really good listeners. The only thing that made me nervous is "when words are many, sin is not absent." It's so hard to pour your thoughts and feelings out, without crossing the line sometimes. I hope we were OK in what we said. I hope I learn to be more gracious, not only in my words, but in my heart, where the words are born.