I’m not sure how it happened, but this morning, I walked out of the house without my water bottle. I take my water bottle EVERYWHERE – so being without it makes me feel naked. I drink a lot of water. It started nearly nine years ago when I was first diagnosed with heart failure. Some of the medications I am on make me quite thirsty. If you combine that with the heat and humidity in a typical Georgia summer, the necessity for staying hydrated is even greater. I usually drink anywhere from 120 – 160 ounces a day.
So, today, I’m still drinking water – just out of a different cup. It doesn’t have a lid, so I have to be especially careful with it around my computer. And it makes drinking on the vanpool very difficult, because of the bumps and potholes on Atlanta highways. Still, a little inconvenience on occasion only makes me appreciate what I have, and I promise – I won’t forget my water bottle again anytime soon!
Yesterday, a dear friend gave me a pedicure. With money tight, going to a nail salon is out of the question. It is a true friend who will prop my icky feet on her lap and paint my nails – and do such a great job! Thanks, L!
“Jesus answered her, ‘If you knew the gift of God and who it is that asks you for a drink, you would have asked him and he would have given you living water…Everyone who drinks this water will be thirsty again, but whoever drinks the water I give them will never thirst. Indeed, the water I give them will become in them a spring of water welling up to eternal life.’” (John 4:10, 13-14, NIV)
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