I met a man of the Death Watch the other day,
He told me it was his ministry.
To each hospital he goes to pray,
To watch over the living and dying every day.
What more to this can i say, other then for this man’s continued health and strength, i do for pray,
For when i first met him that other day, to his niece’s side, for the death watch he was going.
Because she would never see the sunrise of the next day.
I felt like doing a bit of poetry. I met Rev. Lee on Monday as i was doing my paper route. He told me his story and i was moved. It also made me feel bad because i had had a hard time facing my grandmothers death. She died of Alzheimer’s disease. But while i don’t envy this man’s ministry, i do envy his strength. i don’t think I’d have to heart to do what he does.
But its only been two weeks. But in the weeks before these two so much has happened which has kept me busy and emotionally racing. In fact it’s been a rough 4 weeks. Early in March my left shoulder started hurting. At first it I thought it was just a little annoying and it would go away in a few days. But when i rolled over in bed and tried to reach over to turn off my alarm clock, pain shot through my shoulder, my entire arm went numb and i could barely move my arm. That was when i started to worry. I sloughed on through for two weeks until my Dad and mother mention that they want to learn the route so i can take a day off. I asked why and they tell me that My Aunt Debbie, who has had a paper route a few years ago tells me she is concerned because i’ve been working non-stop since i started the job, which true. I finally realize that maybe i do need to take a day off. So i’ve been planning on making a tape when i remember or get time.
What truly scared me is that i saw this offer from my parents as another part of a bad omen concerning my job. First the shoulder and now this. The next night my shoulder is sore and numb, I can barely move it without pain. I start to get really worried and scared. I was worried I had torn a rotator cuff in my shoulder which would eventually make it impossible for me to work. So i’m sitting in my car, trying desperately to do my job, I’m in a lot of pain and wondering how long i have before i have to stop working, i start praying and crying a bit.
Yeah…I cried. But i love this job and didn’t want to lose it. So i’m asking God why and asking Him for help as well. So over the last two weeks the pain has subsided greatly. Now i think i just pulled a muscle. I need to get off my ass and go see a doctor or orthopedist or something about this shoulder, i still have some pain in it. Well some other things have happened as well, and they are serious, but i want to put them in a separate post so as not to confuse myself or anyone else. Well I hope you keep reading