“In God alone there is rest for my soul, from him comes my safety; he alone is my rock, my safety, my mstronghold on that I stand unshaken”. (Psalm 62)
Recently, and totally out of the blue, I experienced a mild stroke, officially known as a TIA. In reflection, it was all so surreal. On the day it happened, I hopped out of bed to make a cuppa as is my morning routine. I felt perfectly OK, although a little sleepy, not having slept well the night before. I remember tossing and turning most of the night as rain and wind lashed noisily against my bedroom window.
I settled down with the Lord, my daily readings and my cuppa. However, feeling tired, I read only for a short while before hopping back into bed. Sleep did come eventually. Later when I woke, it was then that I felt a bit ‘strange’. A sense of heaviness seemed to be enveloping me.