Getting older is humbling. Things ache in the morning, what's up with that? After a day of labor, I accept that there will be aches and pain, but after a night of rest? And what's with that evening of rest, why don't I get a full nights sleep anymore? Trust me, I know this is not the stuff of my imagination but what is truly happening to my body.
I have to take to heart the truth that growing older is no for wimps. I take pleasure in the sore muscles that have earn their ache with exercise and walking. It's the throb I can't reason with the concerns me. The headache or back stiffness that would never have slowed me down ten years ago that makes me stop and wonder, what did I do to cause this.
One issue I am working on is taking care of this by not just reaching for medication. I am going back to the breathing techniques I learned for childbirth to get me to a better place mentally and physically when my body says to pay attention.
This is the prayer cabinet, a place to bring your aches and pains, the ones life throws at you to be addressed in the community with kind thoughts and prayer. This is a quiet and respectful place that welcomes you to come and leave only the amount of information you are comfortable giving with your request.