More ER Time . . . and Praise & Prayer
Well, last night I found myself in the ER again. Thankfully this time it had nothing to do with my bowels or cancer or anything related. I was being a good husband and washing the dishes after dinner when a glass broke and filleted the side of my hand. Three and a half hours and six stitches later I was walking out of the hospital a free man once again.
Jen said we’re getting way too comfortable with hospitals; this has got to stop.
Enough of that, though, my praise is that the cut didn’t get to any tendons. that would have been REALLY bad.
How ’bout you? What has God been doing in your life? What do you need prayer for?