I have always been fascinated by them ever since I was little.
When I came across this photograph I was struck in awe. Part in because of the beautiful flamingo and part because this is how I feel right now. Let me explain.
I have this itch.
It's way under my skin....it's an scratchable itch.
It's an itch instigated by someone...someone who gets under my skin. And yes, in a way I let them get under my skin. They are kind of like a thorn in the flesh.
I remember when I was first studying the missionary journeys of Paul in my junior high Bible class; I was intrigued by him and all that went through. Especially when I learned of his "thorn in the flesh"--his sight. At the time, being a naive jr. higher, I was so happy that I did not have a "thorn in my flesh". Time went by, of course as I got older, and hopefully a bit wiser; I came to learn my own "thorn in the flesh". It's not always the samething or the same person, but it's definately there, like an unscratchable itch.
It's an itch I would definately like to scratch, but because God loves me He won't let me. I've been struggling with this "thorn in the flesh" the last couple of years. This past year it has been getting increasingly worse. This weekend it struck me once again. At first I started to get upset. And then my husband reminded me to not let it ruin my weekend. And I'm ashamed to say, this is not the first time he's told me this, it's just the first time I've listened. I let out my frustrations and then I just prayed and moved on.
And as I sit her in contemplation, I think maybe if I had done this earlier, "the thorn in my flesh" might be a little less or may be nonexistent. I don't know. But I do know this, life is alot easier when you give say a little prayer and give things over to God.
Now for some fun stuff. Here a some fun links to start off your week.
Now that it's finally raining over here, I can get my soup on. First soup up is this Baked Potato Soup.
It's been cold, which means it's officially hot chocolate weather. And so it is time for a cup of this.
I wish my dad made me pancakes like this.
Do you fancy some pearsauce? I plan on making some this week.
Have a good Monday.