I wasn't feeling great yesterday and then woke up this morning at 6 a.m.? I was supposed to meet up with the Sr. VP/Exec Chef at our Boston restaurant to refine a few recipes I have been working on.
When I woke up, I felt horrible.? Nose? running a marathon, aches, headache, etc.? I just wanted to go back to bed — but knew I couldn't.
So I prayed. I asked Jesus to help me get through the day. And he did.
Now on my way home — and getting dinner with friends at Cavey's tonight, no matter how I feel — I'm reflecting on something really simple: part of the reality of Christmas is that God cares — and is involved in — our daily lives.? And that is a really cool thing!
Just thought I'd share as I continue to fix my eyes on Jesus…