Had several thoughts perking around in my brain today, they've all been burned away.  Literally.  A moment's inattention while taking dinner out of the oven (400 degrees) netted me a perfect impression of the oven rack burned into the back of my fingers and hand. OUCH!!

The ironic thing is, all I could do was laugh.  This was one of those days when every time I turned around I was hurting myself. Tripped over the cat at 5AM while walking downstairs to my gym.   Got soap in my eye in the shower.  Slipped on the ice getting the mail.  Got my hair stuck in the seatbelt in the car (it's long!).   Burning my hand fit the theme of the day 100%

Yes indeed Lord, I am NOT the one in charge of the universe.  Because if I were I'd be elegrant, sophisticated, and GRACEFUL.  (OK, and I'd have a body that didn't require a daily workout!)  Instead I am cute, eccentric, and full of grace.  Not a bad trade at all.

I'm glad for the reminder that God is in control of my life.  Like Job must have at times I'm thinking, "Couldn't we have done this without the pain?"

Now I'm going to bed before the pain meds wear off.