Every morning, I pray that I will be thankful for everything that God sends my way, including my small sharing in the cross.
Well, I didn’t realize how much I relied on TWO (count them TWO) hands. I tried yesterday to borrow one of my husband’s and that didn’t work out too well. Let’s just say that watching him handle a kitchen knife was scary. I was afraid that we would be making another trip to Urgent Care.
Two whole weeks before the stitches can come out. ‘Nuff said.
If you get a minute, say a little prayer for me and I promise to say a little prayer for you, too, because we all have a sharing in the cross–and I’m sure that some of you are suffering from a whole lot more than I am right now.
Dr. Linda L. Powell 