I’m a little blue this morning,
A week of my chronic IBS leaves me wiped, physically.
I did a mental inventory
as I sat on the couch,
in pink pajamas.
Is this depression (another chronic “friend”)
or is it just physical fatigue, low energy?
Today, I was able to make a choice.
If real depression sneaks in,
I have no will to make a choice.
But today, I choose to think about my favorite blue,
the boldest afternoon blue sky,
the softening shades of blue as the sun slides west.
These scenes are nourishment to my soul.
Today I thank God for
- the ability to make a choice today in chasing away the blues
- the colors in His creation, their shades, and variations
- the many blues found at Orange Beach, Alabama
- our three days in January on this beach