Raining here now. It started sometime in the night, after the point at which we could -- finally -- fall asleep after a long and tough couple of days. So it seems to be destined to be a "stay indoors and read" sort of day. Oh, and "drink coffee" at the same time, which I think we can organize. Barely.
I need to "make" coffee creamer in a few minutes. We save money by not buying liquid creamer at all. We get the dry powdered non-dairy stuff, BIG jugs from Wally Mart or Sams Club, mix with hot water in a 1 part dry to 2 parts water, and voila! liquid creamer. Works, cheap too.
After all the running around yesterday, Wife came home and took her "weekly" Humira. The scare quotes are because, due to the tooth and jaw infections, taking drugs that suppress the immune system are a very poor idea, so she's been foregoing the matter for well over a month, and it makes a very great difference. So, as of yesterday afternoon, she's back on it again. Of course, today is the "day after" so she won't be up to much until, probably, late tomorrow afternoon. But it's a desired step forward, and we'll be grateful for it. And are.
I haven't yet troubled to go through all the news, local or otherwise. It gets tiresome eventually. Friday nights, at least around here, are the time for drunken misbehavior, with the predictable results, and probably last night's results, including the body counts, are in keeping with that. Been going on for as long as I can remember, surely. And we saw similar, sometimes worse, patterns of conduct in several of our homes during our many years living elsewhere in the country. Specifics vary, somewhat, but the overall paths are pretty similar. Worse, sometimes, in periods of economic upheaval: those who claim the inability to pay the rent or buy food, still seem able to buy beer, whiskey, marijuana, etc. or to go out "clubbing" looking for a "meaningful overnight relationship". Need I interpret that last? No?
When we give up the prospect of real joy, and substitute a pattern of seeking happiness, even momentary happiness, a lot of things can happen, and often do. Not always, of course: there's probably nothing wrong with watching your nephew's kid get a hit in the Little League outing or in enjoying a good burger or watching your favorite team score the touchdown. It that sort of thing becomes the focus of our whole lives, then trouble is probably not far away. If our attitude depends purely on our circumstances, it's easy to become discouraged and to seek to alter those circumstances, or our perceptions of them at least, in whatever way seem to be most convenient at the moment. I've done it, I'm prone to it in fact. Probably, based upon police reports and other information, am not alone in that.
(added): after I originally posted this, I was reminded of a country song from "several" years ago. No, not with a Christian theme, but one that somewhat fits. Remember "Looking for love in all the wrong places"? It's linked here if you need the reminder. There are a whole lot of people around us in a similar mind-set. With generally bad results.
Joy is not to be found in our immediate circumstances. We're cheating ourselves, and those around us too, when we look only there in the circumstances that may, and often do, change abruptly. Joy, true joy, eternal joy, is to be found only in our walk with the Lord. Anything else is simply counterfeit. Yes, we feel joy when we also walk with Him in concert with others, like our wives and children and other believers near and far.
We see some of that in our readings today, both in the Old and New Testaments.
In Psalms 36 and 37, we see David in trouble, yet looking to the Lord.
In Acts 23:1-11, we see Paul, surrounded by those who really really did not like him and despised his message, nevertheless confident and determined, walking in the joy of the Lord.