When my COVID hit right around the Holiday Season, my sister had e-mailed, "I hope God will show you His blessings in a different way this year." Boy, did she hit the nail on the head!
Some people think you have to have a big Christmas Dinner to celebrate the holidays. Since my husband and I both had fevers, neither of us were thinking about preparing or eating dinner. My fever came down once but went back up again. When it started to come down again, I was wary of saying I was over my COVID, because I'd been conditioned to feel it could go back up again. When my temperature finally got down to 37 degrees Celsius and stayed there tho', my husband went out and bought a "nikuman" for me to celebrate.
By New Year's, my fever was completely gone, and I was able to participate in online New Year's service. Kinya saw my coughing wouldn't go away and bought some cough drops, put a bowlful on the kitchen table.
The following day, I mentioned I went to the store and bought a journal. I didn't mention some other cleaning things I got, because I had seen some places in the kitchen I'd meant to clean by year's end but had found myself getting sick so hadn't been able to do it.
It was just the kitchen sink and area behind the stove, but after awhile, the place started looking nice, if I say so myself. Some people think you have to have Christmas Decorations for Holiday cheer. But the surprised looks my husband and son showed when they saw the gleaming chrome were all I needed to warm my heart!
Before year's end, I had asked God to show me how I could show my husband how I loved him.
Ha! We don't think like God thinks! Instead, God showed me how Kinya loved me, caring for me--at the beginning stages while he himself had fever too. When I found out about this, I heard myself thinking I would never complain to him ever again about anything--but I know I will--rats.
