I signed up to volunteer for a golf tournament this weekend. I was rather excited when I did so. However, I have been so utterly ill all week, and I still haven’t figured out well enough what specifically I can eat and drink successfully to help, I’m not so sure how tomorrow will go. It is an unfortunately strict event, what with a stupid clear bag policy. So, I can’t even bring a cooler with the few cold things I have discovered that I can tolerate. Surprisingly, cold stuff feels good, and room temperature water makes me feel ill almost immediately.
But, I figure, I am scared of going. So, I’ll go ahead and go. And, if it turns out I am too ill to last, I’ll let my leader know and just go home. Perhaps, moving around and interacting with others will be helpful for me. And perhaps they’ll have icy cold water to drink in all the coolers, and it will help balance the heat of the day.
Frankly, I think the heat might get to me too much, and I’ll have to bow out. But I’ll just let my leader know when I arrive what my situation is, and tell him I’m here to give it my best as long as it doesn’t seem detrimental to me. I might be able to step into cooler areas between golfers, and it might be quite tolerable.
I will be in God’s hands. I know how my day will look if I stay home. So, let us go and see how the day can be by going to be of service in something intriguing to me. Even though they don’t even allow pocket knives… this is Texas(!). Our government buildings allow pocket knives.
Anyway, I hope my day goes well tomorrow, no matter what specifically happens.
God, keep us safe and help us to be well this weekend especially. Help me to have exactly the foods that serve our bodies the best, as well as the drinks that serve our bodies best in being their best. Grant me strength and quality food, please. In your name, I pray. Amen.
Post-a-day 2024