I whisper your name (ayradyss) wrote,
I whisper your name

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De profundis clamativi ad te, Domine!

I will cast all my cares upon You.
I will lay all of my burdens down at Your feet.
And any time I don't know what to do,
I will cast all my cares upon You.

I must've sung it twenty times in the car, on the way to the office this morning. And it helped. Made me feel better. Reminded me, as do your words, O Best Beloved, that I am far from alone. And that God has never let me down. I just have to live the life I'm called to live, rather than the easy life, the safe life, the alone and uncaring life.

In other news:
Got an appointment this afternoon with the doctor's office to make sure this lingering stuffy nose, cough, and congestion isn't a case of bronchitis or sinusitis that I need to be treating. Since Dr. TD is a little concerned, it having been going on for nearly three weeks now.
When I left the office, I was given a compliment that made me really glow inside. You're a very bright girl, Dr. TD says, and Dr. MD nods. You have a very solid grasp of what's going on. And then he got to the good part. My physical exam skills, I was told, are excellent for someone at my educational level. Both doctors were most impressed - especially, it seems, with my ability to pick up on subtle things. And my ear skills. And that was the thing that made me feel best: that they think I'm seeing and hearing and noticing the things that need to be seen and heard and noticed. That they think I'm doing - not just well, but superbly well. You look at ears better than a lot of the family practise residents do. Hallelu.

Stories later. Doctor's appointment now. Pineapple-orange Slim-Fast Soy is really damn good.
And I still love you, Quin, and I don't resent you, so stop thinking you're more trouble than you're worth.
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