I AM NOT A HYPOCHONDRIAC....

Milton, here for Kristy:

Sunday evening was our annual Christmas Dinner at the church I pastor, Southside Assembly of God here in Jacksonville. It is always such fun with music, jokes, singing, skits, fellowship, laughs, the Christmas story, and a delicious dinner. 

I had already attended several Christmas activities this past week and the hurt in my heart was almost unbearable--having to go alone. Kristy always had such fun at these kinds of gatherings, and now it is just me. 

It really hurt earlier in the week, but tonight it was not so painful. Friday evening and Saturday and again on Sunday, I felt comforted and felt OK. God has sent me help and I am moving through this grief process. I will always love Kristy and our memories will always be sweet. God is faithful to help us through the tough, terrible storms of life.

The program Sunday evening included a skit that I have shared in this post. I am playing a hypochondriac who is waiting in a doctors office. Watch the progression of patients and their illnesses that come into the waiting room. Note the lady at the end. I wasn't about to catch her malady. I ran...

Double click on the word share to watch it on U-tube. 

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