Happy Friday.
I'm finally feeling more human and less corpsy. I am hoping to return to work Tuesday and pray I don't get fired. *Shrugs* Nothing I can do really except trust the Lord to watch over me.
Life on earth holds so little for those who are destined for eternal life with God. There's nothing here anchoring us. No reason to stay. The world is an evil place and it is not home to the saved. When my body gives up my soul longs to be with God.
Part of me has wondered how awful it would be next time I have respiratory failure if I just lay down and let it happen. From what I see online it doesn't look like it would take long. Something to consider when things get bad enough I guess. Eventually I'm going to tire of being rescued.