humbled, exalted, and healed

IT WAS AFTER midnight. I was in the middle of a writing project and it was not going well. There was a deadline, and I was feeling stuck. I even felt that maybe I had the wrong subject. Then to top it off, a peculiar, painful condition developed in my jaw. I thought, "Oh, no. I don't need any additional problems to hinder the progress of this writing assignment."

Because it was late, I didn't want to call someone and ask for help through prayer. Instead, I determined to be as spiritually minded as I could and yield humbly to God's care. I finished up some other needful work and went to bed, still in some discomfort.

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