Last night was the second this week to end in nightmares for me, a sure sign I'm agitated about something. I don't go in for dream analysis, but under the circumstances I can't help but pick the dream apart again and again. Why do I do this, when I know perfectly well that the root cause of it is worry? And furthermore I was up at 4:45 this morning (I would like to say FOR the purpose of bible study, but let's not kid ourselves) and I read this:
"The fear of the Lord is the beginning of knowledge"
in Proverbs, and oh of course today is that day - the day you read something that directly applies to you. Reading the Bible is sometimes a case of just endless Levitical laws or someone droning on about something you have no interest in and then all of a sudden it isn't. I know I should search for meaning in that which holds no interest for me, but when I come across something that does it really is easier. And it resonates all day. And clearly this is all about me.
On a totally different note, my cat that had to go to the vet this week came home with a moderately clean bill of health but with the admonition that we put him on a special diet. An expensive special diet (is there any other kind?) that is, naturally, ONLY available at the vet and will cost roughly $80 a month. The cat and I had a little chat on the way home, but he is warm and sleeps on my feet and I'm a huge sucker for this animal and so I bought it. Naturally he detests it deeply and we are locked in a battle of wills. I'll win, because I have the unfair advantage of thumbs and being larger than he is, but he's putting up a good fight.
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