that's how dorothy parker used to answer the phone.
very stylish, i think.
here's my complaint du jour:
large portions of my right arm have gone numb and the place where yesterday's IV went in hurts like all get out.
the current operating theory is that swelling at the IV site is choking off a nerve.
so i'm going to go refill my ice bag.
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I have often wondered why it's those issues we'd normally call "the little things" that so often seem to be the last straw in a time of crisis. Then again, I wonder why anyone ever calls them "little" at all. Dealing with stuff like a blown-up IV site is more than a little problem, whether or not it counts as a major event in the grand scheme of life.
I had yesterday off work, and you were on my mind so much throughout the day. It was like God was bugging me to pray for you. So I did, whenever you came to mind. On a good day, I more often tend to lay whatever down at his feet and walk away from it without further concern. So it had to be him prompting for prayer. I don't really understand why intercession is so important when he knows what we all need anyway. Though intercession has always brought its own rewards to me as the pray-er as well as when I was the pray-ee. But I don't understand why I would be thinking I needed to pray for you throughout a given day. He is with you always, and will provide for you regardless of my compliance or attention span (thank him for that!!). But I'm not complaining! Just thinking. It is a privilege to walk beside you by praying for you.
Here are some titles by Henri Nouwen that come to mind. He's written several more. The man truly understood suffering, and didn't try to offer some candy-coated "deal with it" crap, but God's own tender, loving comfort.
The Wounded Healer
From Mourning into Dancing
Life of the Beloved (one of my favorites)
Tonight I shall light:
a candle for your comfort
a candle for your healing
a candle for the easing of those secret aches only God shares
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