I’m waiting in the silence once again. My last surgery was very difficult and long. My doctor doesn’t want me to talk until I see her again, a week post operation. It feels like a reoccurring case of DeJa’Vu. Writing on the board. Trying not to forget. I accidentally talked in the hospital the morning …
The last two months of my life have been way busier than normal. The activity has kept me distracted, but my busyness hits its apex tomorrow. Tomorrow morning I’m scheduled for a Thyroplasty revision. During one of my preop appointments yesterday, my mind started reeling with: “I can’t do this.” It all felt like it …
So, the consensus after consulting three different doctors is that the implant that was surgically placed next to my vocal cord moved; and probably within hours, if not minutes, of the surgery. So, it must be revised. The minute all the decision making was over, anxiety started creeping up my neck like a bad case …
We’ve just traveled out of state for a second opinion on my voice. I now have more choices to make. I thought I would have long since been on the other side of these decisions, but here I am preparing myself for yet another surgery. I’ve been on a rollercoaster of emotion and thought over …
I’m a slow processer. Always have been. So, I’m not great at anything that needs a quick reaction, but once I finally get something, it normally sticks. I’ve been processing some things lately that have needed a significant amount of time. They seem simple on the surface, but I’m finding that they affect everything. One …
So…the surgery that I prepared for and processed for two years didn’t work. It took several weeks, but I’ve made my peace with it. Now, I wait on the Lord again. Waiting for my next step. Meeting with new doctors. Traveling. Listening. Processing. I recently spent some time with a cousin full of life and …
I think that somewhere in the course of my necessary processing and shedding of misaligned beliefs that I stopped hoping for the best. I didn’t start life that way. I used to be a perpetual optimist. I used to be a dreamer. I used to think that everything I prayed came to pass. But the …
Parenting is hard no matter how you do it, but to parent with Jesus first takes everything. There is a difference in raising a child in a Christian home and raising a child in a Christ-centered home (Antoinette, thank you for the words I’ve tried to find). Chris and I have been the youth pastor …
We, earthbound people, like new days. We like fresh starts. We like the excitement of them and the promise in them. We like to feel happy and easy feelings. But I’ve been thinking for a while, and am believing even more lately, that we put so much focus on breakthroughs and signs that we fail …
My favorite professor in Bible college once reminded us that sometimes Jesus walked on water and sometimes He took a boat. So profound. Sometimes Jesus defied the laws of this world and did things instantly, and then sometimes He got His people from one side to the other in a more traditional way. There are …