And so I sit with my right foot up on a chair, an ice pack
balanced on the sore bit above the arch. Yes, I did google it. Could be a
tendon. No, I didn’t run or do anything strenuous. All I did was pick
strawberries (yum) and weed (yuck).
But maybe those chores kept me in the same bending,
crouching position for longer than my old tendons like. Unfortunately, I see
that one predisposition to tendonitis is age …
Maybe it’s time to readjust my posture and change my
positions.
Lord, I pray that this day, I will do things differently
spiritually, as I sit nursing this sore foot. May I hear your voice through media
new to me; may I see your hand of grace in new ways; may I extend your hand of
grace to any I meet who need it today.
Lord, may I not develop age-related tendonitis in my spirit.
May my spirit remain supple and flexible, ready to adjust, quick to forgive,
full of grace and mercy to all.
Save me, Lord, from a spiritual brittleness that causes pain
… to myself, to others, and ultimately, mostly, to you. Against you and you only
Lord, have I sinned. Thank you for your restorative mercy and grace.
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