5/6

This last week, I was having trouble with my truck.  I know. Big shocker.  Actually, that's  what was wrong with it, or at least related.  My truck, which I'll admit is normally somewhat gutless, was having trouble doing things like maintaining speeds above 50 mph and going up hills.  In my six cylinder engine, one of the spark plugs was fouled beyond anything, which meant that one of the cylinders wasn't firing. So, my truck had about 5/6 (although likely less) of the power it normally has.  

My body is there right now.

I am an achey sick, and have been for about three days.  STINK. I leave for rafting tomorrow, and unless something amazing happens, I will be sick when we leave.  I am still able to function, thankfully, but it's still no fun. So I'm overdosing on vitamin C, sucking on cough drops, chugging water and orange juice, and drinking this weird immune-system boosting tea.  Pretty much anything herbal.  I have a feeling that Tylenol would help, but that's false healing, at least to me.  So I'm not going there.

I leave for raft camps tomorrow, so this will be my last post before I take off. I'm going to go crazy without any news updates, especially with what's going on in Zimbabwe now.  So while I have nothing awesome to write about, I can say that Robert Mugabe is a crook.

One other thing.  I wrote about wanting to be a revolutionary.  While everything in me wants to act now, I have to wait for God's timing on when to act.  I have no idea when that'll be. I guess that's what faith is.