Five root canals.
Four crowns.
Intense pain from swelling and possible infections.
And a month and a half of using Vicodin.
Weird, weird time.
So many good moments interspersed with intense fragments of bad.
I feel so close to making the right decision but...in ways I am not sure.
Doubt will always be here.
But I just might be in Love, more so than ever, and maybe I have a job that can work not just for now but for the foreseeable future.
I feel so close to being able to do ministry again.
My soul screams for You.
I need You.
So much.
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