On Fridays we take time to look back over the blessings of the week, sponsored by Susanne at Living to Tell the Story.
I need to lose weight. Anyone who knows me knows this has been a struggle for most of my adulthood. It will help my hip replacement (and knee replacement) and my general health. I’ve lost 20 lbs over the last year and a half but lately have gotten stuck. I’ve begun seeing a dietitian, a wonderful young woman who is helping me to learn to be more deliberate in making food choices. When I have a fibromyalgia flare I either do not want to eat at all or I eat whatever. The dietitian has me keeping a food diary and trying to help me identify my poor food choice triggers. I’m very grateful for this help.
My middle daughter drove me downtown Edmonton so I could renew our Canadian passports. If my passport had not fallen in love with a water bottle and become saturated in good old H2O, the process would have been simpler and I could have renewed at a passport office nearby. I am not fond of driving downtown anywhere. The one-way streets, traffic direction lanes that change depending on the time of day, and steep, curving hills all bamboozle me. My daughter drives this route almost every day for work and cheerfully chauffeured me to the passport office and back home again. Thanks, Sarah!
My kitchen herbs are growing and not dying! I suppose it helps that I am actually remembering to water them.
I stopped at a grocery store near my doctor’s office and unexpectedly found yellow crook necked squash. For some reason this favorite squash of ours is really hard to find here. I sautéed some onions, sliced up the squash, added some gluten-free chicken bouillon and voila! a yummy side dish.
Today is Good Friday. I am blessed and humbled to remember the substitutionary work of Christ on the cross. The third verse of Horatio Spafford’s hymn, It Is Well with My Soul, is a favorite of mine and I have been meditating on it today.
My sin, oh, the bliss of this glorious thought!
My sin, not in part but the whole,
Is nailed to the cross, and I bear it no more,
Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, O my soul!
Have a blessed Easter!