I was afraid it might come to this someday. I am wearing a girdle.
And they are every bit as uncomfortable as I imagined them to be. What is worse, is that this abdominal (or is it abominable?) binder is doing nothing to return me to my "girlish" figure. Okay, I never wanted that anyway.
I had surgery on Monday. For years now, I have been putting up with a bothersome hernia. A few weeks ago, it turned into more than bothersome. It became painful. So, under the knife I went.
Now, I am sitting here at 2 AM, dozing on painkillers, but not really being able to sleep.
I know it is slightly ironic, but it is when something goes wrong with my body that I admire the complexity of God's creativity when it comes to the human body. For this slight weakness in the muscle wall has caused the whole of my body to complain: "We are in pain!"
I am incurable when it comes to recognizing design. The whole world shouts at us about a Creator. It speaks every day with its beauty. And when we don't get it, God uses its brokenness to convince us. He even will use pain to get our attention.
Yet, for all the clear communication that is put forth, it is amazing how deaf humanity can be.
"I praise You because I am fearfully and wonderfully made."
