I have an enormous zit.  It has its own zip code. 

I have hives.  Nerves maybe.

We owe the IRS money. 

Hazel had another rough night.

My entry in my Utmost For His Highest today says

“Never allow a feeling that was awakened in you on the mountaintop to evaporate.”  I love that.  Everybody’s ok, even with zits.