How to put a thing?

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Asked tonight how I was reacting to medicine, I merely suggested I was going through a bit of a rough spell.  But that they were increasing it very quickly this time.  All true of course.  But really?  I have been resurrected at least twice, possibly three times, right through a condition that is fatal for many all by itself.  Further, that condition went untreated for two and a half decades.  So, while I am having some fussiness from things now and really for the last few years, I... can't honestly complain.  But... that doesn't fit in a short public comment.  My health alone should have crippled me worse than anything the medicines do, although sometimes it has it hasn't been permanent, or lethal.

Trying to figure out how to wake up, while drinking my coffee (no, that doesn't cut it), I tried reading with the lamp.  If that has an affect I am not sure I am sensing it.  Oh, sure, at times, it can really do a trick.  But when I am crashing it has proven rather weak.  I thought to do research, but... no.  I decided to read blogs and news online, and while doing it, happened to put on music.  That did it.  You just never know.

I was thinking tonight, at the Christmas festival, about the people around me.  None are kin, by birth, marriage, or other sort of entanglement.  Pretty much no Church I have been in has that been true though.  And yet, as I do, I consider myself among brothers and sisters.  It doesn't stop at the Church door, though, either.  I sometimes wonder what that means.  It means a lot, and a lot of different things.  And it can be confusing, murky, potentially seemingly at odds with common morality, if you consider your woman, as I do, as my sister too.  I could try to talk around or out of that hole, but... I think I will leave it to you as homework, with the assurances that my notions are quite moral, sound, and of distinctly God favored notions.  You get to figure that stuff out on your own.  Ask if you get stuck.  See you all on Monday!  :p

Not exactly traditional Christmas tunes, but...  if you look with an eye to full understanding, you will very much find some strong Christian truths in there.  Albeit, not spoon-feeding material.  Because Christ chose to surrender His life, as per our Father's will, this time, does not mean He expects, or even wants, us to do so.  Further, upon His return, and before it, we will all know... the harder truths.

Well, on to... other things.  A bit of research for my lists, some fantasy, some real.  A bit of learning about this or that.  Some soul searching will occur, odd what can bring up a notion that there are things in my life and ways that need to be examined, and set right or better defined.  At least I will be up for a few more hours.  Oh, as for those lentils?  Wow, that's a lot of food.  My mother suggested I freeze some portion of it.  At first I didn't think I would, but come to think of it, that might not be a bad idea at all.  I was so overwhelmed by the amount at first that I simply wanted to be rid of it.  As I sit with another bowl of it, I realize I do like it.  It has a very "bean" taste.  It almost has a rawer bean taste.  But it is good, if you sort of like raw beans.  *grins*  I guess I do.  Butter with this bowl, and salt and pepper.  Lots of salt is needed, but... It is good.  Yep, later.