Through My Cheekbones

I really thought I could make it through the day today at work, but I was wrong.

I came back home, sick as well… sick, at about ten this morning. Being the typical child in distress, I called my mommy. About ten minutes later, I found myself on the road to the doctor’s down in Cincinnati. A quick swipe of the throat cells proved negative in a strep test. YES!!!! But then something strange happened…

“Does it hurt here?” Dr. Moreira’s thick Spanish accent whispered as she put her fingers on my cheekbones and my forehead.
“No.”
“Here?” She slightly adjusted her fingers and pressed.
“Nope.”
“Hmmmmm”

Then she flicked the lights off and returned with her little light (pictured above). [Sidenote… so this light is actually referred to as an “Ear Nose and Throat Medical Light”. Kind of a long title for such a little light. But then again, we are talking about doctors here and we all know they like to make up words and long titles to explain simple concepts.]

So, Dr. Moreira turned on her little light thingy and came back over to me. I assumed she was going to look in my eyes with it.
“Are my eyes supposed to tell her my ailment?” I wondered. “I’m not on cocaine….”
Then she put the light on my cheekbone. “Open your mouth.” She told me.
“Are you kidding me?” I thought.
I opened my mouth.
She looked inside it and then repositioned the light.
“Yep.” She went back over and turned on the lights. “Your sinus is blocked.”
She sat down and scribbled out some kind of chicken scratch that she believes said a prescription, which I cannot spell, but I know really didn’t say a single English word.

So, I guess I must just be dense, but it entertains my mind to think that some doctor a long time ago was running out of options in a diagnosis. So, he decided… here, I’ll just put this little light on their cheekbones. And then when the light failed to shine through the patient’s left pinkie, the doctor declared, “Open your mouth.” And BINGO!!!! A SINUS INFECTION!!! EUREKA!!!!

The medical world never ceases to amuse me, I tell ya.

When the Day is Done


When the day is done,
When the curtain closes,
Will I prove to be the one You saved me for?
Will I be seen as “upholding your will”?
Will I have given everything I had for Your name?

When the lights go down,
When the air becomes cool,
Will my decisions have reflected my devotion?
Will my heart prove obedience?
Will I be less
and You be more?

When I lay down to rest,
When my life is laid bare,
Will Peace blanket my face?
Will I be found dethroned?
Will my crown be cast
with no emphasis on it’s number of jewels?

When the day is done…

What will You see…?

Please, may my integrity attest faithful devotion

…when the day is done.

[written earlier.]

Sandpaper Breath


So me and my sandpaper throat are headed to work today. I’ve packed my little medicine bag, dressed in my layers, and brought enough money for a noodle cup for lunch. (A whole whoppin’ $0.59!)

But no matter what I feel like today, I am so blessed to be alive today.

The Lord has blessed me with this breath and even though it can be so easy to get into a rut of feeling sorry for yourself because you feel ucky… I have still been called to share the love of Christ. And people at work are not in any less of a need to feel Christ’s love than they were yesterday.

So, I’m grabbing my scarf and my cough drops and heading out to serve my Lord.

I’m no hero… just finally stepping up to the plate instead of choosing to ride the bench.

I love you, Jesus. May today bless your name.

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