Untold suffering seldom is.
Franklin P. Jones
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I felt terrible. I woke that morning with a Chronic Fatigue crash and I felt terrible.
I felt terrible and wanted everyone to know it. My daughter bore the brunt at breakfast; there was nothing she could say or do to change the fact that I felt terrible.
Then Jenna turned the page on our daily calendar. I read:
“Say only what is good and helpful… and what will give… a blessing. (Ephesians 4:29 the Living Bible)
Oh.
I glanced at Jenna who was carefully avoiding eye contact. Then I laughed.
“Okay, Lord,” I said. “I get it. I’ve been missing the mark. Thanks for the reminder.”
I still felt terrible, but the rest of that day I kept it to myself.
And found, to my surprise, that I didn’t feel so bad after all.
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(Pay attention, Pam. I’m talking to you.)