No, I’m not missing the Texas panhandle, where I grew up. I’m home, sick today.

Fever.

Aches.

Headache.

Sore throat.

The works.

My daughter Melinda is such a generous person, she shared this wonderful experience with me. But it’s not really her fault, this bug (or some strange variation of it) has been trying to get a foothold in our household for weeks.

Being home sick made me wax philosophical this morning…

I looked out the window and saw the clear, calm, gorgeously stunning day and found it interesting to think that the word goes on, while I sit here at home, sick. There were a few things that came to mind:

It’s one more proof that the world doesn’t revolve around me (Andrew Murray has been teaching me that a lot lately.)
The effects of sin infiltrate creation in subtle ways to most of us. The rest of the world has no idea I’m sick, and doesn’t care. But it’s pretty debilitating to me, all the same.
I’ve been blessed with a wonderful wife, who’s been very attentive to me. I’m so thankful. It’s nice to be loved.
My kids and in-laws (who live with us, now), are all concerned. I’m thankful for their compassion.

And from what I’ve learned and observed, it’s in those difficult times that our spouse and children are able to see how real our faith in Christ really is.

Anyone can complain when they are sick… a person truly filled with Christ can rejoice (Philippians 4:4).

Anyone can expect others to serve them when they are down… a Spirit-led person can serve others in that situation.

Anyone can feel sorry for themselves… a true believer can be grateful for all the blessings they have in spite of the sickness.

It’s all dependent on the application of your faith in the God you claim to serve. Will He be glorified in your life, even when you are sick? He can be, if you choose to submit to the lead of His Spirit in it.