My weak immune system has done it again. If there's a chance to get sick, I will. My sniffles and shivers have turned into a full blown cold. This weekend was far too packed to recover at all. I was slightly worried as to what Sunday morning would look like in terms of leading worship but I was able to stand up, play guitar/violin, sing the whole time, and my quivering hands only stopped shaking for the 45 minutes of worship. Thankyou God. Almost immediately after worship I needed a chair. It was awesome to have exactly the amount of strength I needed for that moment in time.
Directly after the service I crashed on Terry and Jean's couch for the afternoon.
I went into work for a couple hours today and am now at home for the remainder of the afternoon. Nothing will cure a cold like chicken noodle soup. I'm drinking rooibos tea like a banchee. I am taking my tray of cold remedies into the living room and plan on laying on our floor forever.
I shall return when I've mended.