We’ve been sick since New Year’s, Patty and me. Whatever it is we’ve got, one of the symptoms is a very meager appetite. I’ve been living on cans of chicken soup.
We’re running out of supplies, so I had to get to the supermarket again today.
“What about… some fish and chips?” Patty said. “I think I’d really like some fish and chips.” As opposed to pretty much nothing.
Oh! Suddenly my mouth started watering. For the first time in over a week. I searched the frozen food aisles until I found a bag of wild-caught, beer-battered cod filets. Brought them home and Patty’s eyes lit up. Was this a turning point?
I hope so. We are thankful for your prayers–and I do feel somewhat better. How wonderful it’ll be to return to normal life! How I’d love to get back to work on my book.
Please keep praying for us. It has to be doing us good.