But that “some” wouldn’t refer to me. The a/c at church is broken so I spent a total of about five hours today in thoroughly uncomfortable rooms and am now thankful beyond measure to be at home. Heat destroys both my sleep and desire to eat; insomnia + quasi-fasting + more heat –> ugh.
But some things are comforting. Monday and Tuesday were pretty good; Wednesday got off to a rough start but then the first verse of “Nearer, My God, to Thee” came to mind and I had an A-HA! moment about the second line. “E’en though it be a cross that raiseth me”: Even though it’s an awful trial that is raising me up closer to God, still I’m getting there. And it’s true. Verse 4 also has a great line: “Out of my stony griefs Bethel [lit. “House of God”] I’ll raise.” I’m amazed at the comfort that has flooded into me over the past couple of weeks. Doesn’t mean I don’t have moments (insomnia + quasi-fasting + heat + emotional trial –> need for waterproof mascara), and it doesn’t mean I don’t have to restrain myself sometimes from tired typing/cry calling/emotional emailing (the Mormon equivalent of drunk dialing), but those moments are the exception, not the rule. Huzzah.