Little is much

This week has been a tough one.  I am working full time and wondering how on earth I ever did this before.

Things have been falling through the cracks, like making dinner before I leave for the bus at 12, (I need to be at work by 12.45 pm), laundry, housekeeping.

And I have been tired.  Really tired.

It finally hit me yesterday that I have been more than likely fighting some sort of flu this week.  Yesterday as I shivered at my desk, Barb, my co-worker bumped up the heat and yet I still couldn't get warm.

It all started Monday.  I went to the chiropractor and he snapped, popped and man-handled me until I was a little dizzy.  I got re-dressed and put on my necklace with my still somewhat numb fingers.

I went to work with some migraine symptoms, took my meds like a good girl and waited out the feeling of impending doom.

As I was walking to the hospital I looked down to see my beautiful white gold and sapphire necklace was hanging on my scarf....barely.

I said, out loud, "Oh, thank you Jesus."

Then I realized, I was in a little bit of a crowd--and getting some really strange looks.  I explained as I took my necklace off my scarf and not trusting my gimped hands, put it in my wallet for safekeeping.

I immediately thought about this song: by my beloved band Downhere:  Little is much

I love that God cares about the little things in life, I had just said to Kent on a date last Saturday night, how much my sapphire set means to me.  It was a very thoughtful gift and I am thankful it's still intact.