Don’t flay the sheep.

Small Mercies

Add this to the list of things I never thought I’d say:

Praise God, my tooth got pulled this morning!

I’m not taking God’s name in vain here, either. I am truly grateful for the providential cancellation of an appointment this morning, allowing me to slip in for a tooth extraction. Eating was becoming hazardous and unpleasant, and waiting until January 31 sounded nearly impossible. Did I mention the fabulous oral surgeon (Orthodox Jew, raised in Germany) and his assistant (Korean Presbyterian) who kindly distracted me while my mouth was numbing with a half hour conversation on why Christians don’t follow the Torah’s dietary laws?

I am now eating ice cream and planning to make some sort of fabulous jello concoction for dinner. I’m thinking raspberry “fluff” with mandarin oranges.

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