Tuesday March 14 2017  THE YEARLY PHYSICAL

Believe it or not, I had a yearly physical this morning scheduled for 6:50 a.m.  Yes, that was A.M.  I was there on time.  When I have the opportunity of choosing my appointment times I always try to be the first on the agenda.  I do this for several reasons; it causes me to get up early and start my day earlier than I might otherwise and I usually get taken right in (if the doctor is on time) and therefore unnecessary to sit in a full waiting room full of sick, sniffling, coughing, feverish, patients.  I figure a lot of the airborne germs must die overnight.  I finish the appointment earlier and have a longer day ahead of me to do what needs to be done. And even more importantly is the fact that I weigh less in the morning!

So I am home again and deemed healthy.  At least as healthy as someone my age can be with all that I have going on in my body.  Fortunately what is “going on” is not life threatening (if you don’t consider that just living one more day is actually life threatening).  The way I look at it; each day we live is just one day closer to death.  Or perhaps a better way to look at it is, each day I live is one day longer that I had opportunity to live.  I choose to have a glass half full instead of half empty.

And so I walked out of the appointment satisfied that I have actually survived another year and that if I should die first my doctor will come to my funeral and say kind words about me.  How do I know?  I asked him to do it.  I told him to tell everyone that I was his favorite patient.  And to say it with a smile!  He assured me he would do just that.  So now I can die in peace knowing at least one person will say something good about me. 

IT WILL HAVE BEEN PLENTY

Kathleen Martens

March 14, 2017

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Each day I live is such a gift

And thus, I cherish each sunrise.

The question of “How long will I live?”

Is something I never surmise.

I take each day as it comes,

Always trying to get things done.

There is so much I desire to do

And each day I can do some.

Perhaps I’ll finish all my projects,

And perhaps I won’t.

But to be anxious whether it happens,

To worry, I certainly don’t.

I just enjoy doing what I do

Knowing someday my breath will end,

And that will be the very first day

That I’ll spend with Jesus my friend.

He’ll take me in his outstretched arms,

And I will hug Him back.

And then the days of my agenda

Never again will I lack.

I think it impossible to quantify the days

When counting eternity’s number.

And one of the very best things

Is I’ll never waste time in slumber!

So whether I toil here below,

A year or two or twenty,

Whatever the days God has numbered,

At my end it will have been plenty.

Thank You God for the beauty of this morning as I drove to my appointment at dawn.

Thank You for this day ahead of me.

Thank You for filling me with joy as I go about my day.

HAVE A WONDERFUL DAY.  GOD BLESS YOU