oohhhhh, my face!
yes, it’s 2am, and i’m awake. i was stirred from sleep by this recurring toothache, again, just a few hours after watching Obama’s sermon.
i held some frozen York Peppermint Patties on my jaw; no help. can’t take more meds. hydrocodone didn’t even help the other night. but the doc says we have to kill the infection before the removal or the root canal…
so, a few minutes ago, as i laid down in my recliner (since doc said i should keep my face above my heart) i had to say “thank you Lord for this pain, since it helps me think of those around the world without meds, docs, dental insurance, etc.” i have all of those, plus house, recliner, blanket, and even this here newfangled typewriter device.
i’m so rich…. Â so rich.
so, according to 1Tim. 6:17, i’m commanded to “be rich in good deeds…generous…willing to share”. “in this way… we may take hold of the life that is truly life.”
God, help us to be rich in good deeds. obviously, that helps others. and helps us, too, to find real life….
eh