On Monday morning I woke up feeling horrible, but knowing that I had a conference to get to (in town) I got out of bed, showered, got dressed and then… got back into bed. I took my temperature and saw I had a fever. I was shivering. I slept for an hour and when I woke up I was pretty sure I wasn’t going to my conference. I took my temperature again and my fever was worse. I called my friend and managed to blurt out in Thai-yai, “I’m not feeling well today,” before I began to cry. Being a five and a half hour drive away there wasn’t much she could really do for me (and I knew that) but without hesitation she started praying for me and then told me she’d call me when she was home from visiting people.
Several hours later a friend took me to see the doctor, who concluded I had a tonsil infection.
So this week has turned out to be quite different than what I thought it was going to be. Instead of participating in a workshop about language and culture learning and how to help others in acquiring language and culture of the people they’re working with, I stayed at home. In bed.
Ironically I had been talking with a friend of mine on the weekend about how she’d been sick with a bad cold that week and couldn’t even get out of bed. She said it was like God knew that she just needed rest.
Maybe that’s what God knew I needed too. Who knows?
My throat is still sore but I’m assuming that the antibiotics are doing their thing and getting rid of the infection. This month will be a busy one so I’m trying to appreciate this forced rest time as well as anticipate what’s ahead of me shortly.
Please pray for complete healing in God’s time and for me to trust God with all that’s ahead this month! Thanks 🙂