This morning I woke up. Besides a jarring headache, a raw sore throat and an earache, hey! I was bloody wonderful!
I went down stairs, grabbed my Bible and my bible study book and went up stairs for some God time. (That sounds slightly weird, doesn't it? God time. Moving on.) For thirty minutes I was doing good. (Probably because I wasn't focused on myself.)
Then all hell broke loose. Something similar to that of a tightly stretched rubber band broke in my head. Every time someone said something my responses were tinged with a scowl and sounded something like, "Yeah. Fine. What?" And if you've ever seen Ellie mad, you'll know there was very little, if any, good-natured expression in those words. I lumbered around the house like a grouchy bear, wrapped in a blanket.
The end of this story? Well, quite frankly, there isn't one. I'm still a grump.
The moral to this story? I haven't found one yet. I'm not about to look positively on a morning such as this.
Jesus please forgive me, because I know not what I do. Heh (I got a snort out of myself on that one.)
Knock it off, Ellie. Don't joke around with Jesus' personal quotes.
Sheesh.
3 comments:
hhhhmmmm, grumpy Ellie? scary me thinks. just "always look on the bright side of life."
Heh. I can definitely be scary.
That's easier said than done sometimes, I'm afraid. :) But don't worry! I'm restored back to my usual ridiculous self this evening.
What if....I feel like that EVERY morning....? Great. It goes away after a few hours, though. Usually.
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