Hi temp 101 (me) Lo temp 30 (outside)

I'm sitting here at home and watching a Gaither's Homecoming tv special. I always looked at that as 'old people' music... I used to think I was too cool to listen to music that was geared toward the 'wrinkle ranch' crowd. But I realized those people can sing their butts off so I shut up in a hurry. It's not my favorite style of music, but for some reason when I'm feeling down, I watch the Gaithers and manage to feel a lot better and my weakened faith grows a bit stronger... I've not been feeling good the last couple of days, saddled with a cold and a sore throat... a lousy inconvenience for most, a serious pain in the rump since I've got to broadcast two hockey games this weekend online... ahhhh I love life sometimes. Ha! I was going to go out tonight, but I just didn't really feel like doing anything. I wasn't so sick that I couldn't do it. I just wanted to curl up on the sofa and mope. I was feeling tired and felt a pity party coming on. Instead of giving in, I flipped on TV and was too lazy to grab the remote and watched the Gaithers. It may have been the most boring night I've ever spent on this earth. And you know what? I enjoyed every minute of it... I felt like I perked up a bit and my spirit, sneeze-filled as it was, felt a sense of peace. The reason is because of the fact that when I feel lonely and hurt and deserted, that the biggest thing I should do is to minister to others. Not as a minister, but as someone who has endured and survived. So I guess that is what I'm meant to do... Be a friend...