VITAMINS, SUPPLEMENTS AND TONICS

A sickly child---until I was around my early teens---I was a regular patient of our wonderful country doctor---who -SHOCK-  made house calls.  My rear must have resembled a pin cushion I had so many penicillin shots.  Long before the days of mandatory school attendance, I would probably have been held back multiple years if those rules applied then.  One stint I remember vividly was the mumps.  One side for a week and then the other side the next week---so sick I could not eat.  The flu was an annual visitor--pretty much anything going round--came for a visit.

Momma was not pleased with my weakling genes.  She was convinced I was unhealthy because I basically ate almost nothing. The long list of what I did not like stretched to town and back---while my likes were short and mainly starchy. I am living proof you can survive on peanut butter. Never conceding defeat--she enlisted the help of vitamins --and supplements---always liquid form---nasty liquid form.  I distinctly remember the cod liver oil --fishy and slimy--slowly  running down my throat--leaving a film of stink and yuck to taste for hours. 

 Her favorite--go to was Geritol.  

 

Who knew they still make this!  Geritol --made famous by television advertisements of the day --I believe for the "Ted Mack Amateur Hour".  I AM SERIOUSLY dating myself.  ANYWHO---at that time Geritol was a large percentage alcohol.  Momma gave me a dose every night before bedtime--HOW CONVENIENT!

As an adult, I have taken handfuls of vitamins and supplements.  In an effort to promote good health---strengthen my mind and body---and live a healthy life.  Gave all that up some time ago--only taken calcium with D now since I have osteopenia. When I finally discovered eating right would do the trick and the swallowing of large doses of the other only leads to expensive urine--I became free of this expensive obsession.

Meanwhile---I find myself at times weary----tired and weary---with my get up and go having got up and gone.  It is not a physical weariness---but a spiritual weariness.  The world saps it out of me.  I feel like sitting under the broom tree and gasping for breath.  So many problems in the world---so many friends struggling---so much sickness---so much loss---I am burdened to the point of exhaustion.  I am in need of spiritual tonic---a shot of Godisall--a reminder of where my strength comes from and Who is in control.  A large dose of time with Him and His Word--all the vitamin/supplement/tonic I could ever need.

Seek the LORD and His strength; Seek His face continually.

Psalm 105:4

Seek the LORD and His strength; SeePsalm 105:4