Psalms 38:7 "For my
loins are filled with a loathsome disease: and there is no soundness in my
flesh."
We feel vaguely ill and
don’t know why. We don’t feel bad enough to stay in bed all day, but getting up
doesn’t make us feel any better.
We don’t feel sick enough to
go to the doctors. What’s he going to say when our symptoms are so hazy?
So we eat and hope that
helps. Usually it doesn’t so instead of continuing to eat, hoping we will get
better, we can find other things to help, like taking things easy or going back
to bed for a little while.
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