It's been a tough week. I expected a lot of fun and Christmas events in my life this week. There were parties, a Disneyland trip, and two field trips. Instead, I've spent two afternoons in various doctors' offices. Glen and I each had to visit the doctor and have been sick with colds and my finger injury (the shower door shattered when opening and cut my finger and M's foot). What this week has taught me is that I need to graciously accept the help of others as they minister to me. I am thankful for the two women who cooked meals for my family when I couldn't, for the woman who came and washed my dishes and helped clean the house, and for the woman who took me to the doctor's and footed the bill. With my injury on my right hand and my left hand experiencing some tendinitis, I feel helpless. Yet, in the words of Pam Farrell, "I'm choosin' joy!" I'm thankful that the shower door crashing didn't end in much worse injuries to M and I. I'm thankful that the family has spent the last few days together, even though we've been ill. I'm thankful that others have been given the opportunity to minister in the name of our Lord.!
James 1:2-4
Count it all joy, my brothers when you meet trials of various kinds, for you know that the testing of your faith produces steadfastness. And let steadfastness have its full effect, that you may be perfect and complete, lacking in nothing.
Here's my hand after the doctor's visit. I take the bandages off Thursday afternoon and will get to see how my pinky finger is doing. I'll be getting the house tour up ASAP. I've still gotta get the pictures taken.
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