Friday, March 25, 2011

Sans tonsils

Even when you’ve just had your tonsils and adenoids removed, there’s always something about life to celebrate. Like jelly and custard, and a new bubble blowing thingy for blowing super huge bubbles. And medical aid funds that miraculously haven’t run out yet. And Nurofen.

Cam has been pretty grumpy since his op on Tuesday. I asked him this morning if perhaps Dr du Plessis removed his manners as well as his tonsils…? The doctor’s receptionist said we are in for a ‘verskriklike tien dae’ and we’re only half way through, so we really need to vasbyt! Cam also reacted to one of the prescribed pain medications and itched all over for two days. Scotty has a bad rash that we are battling to treat, as a result of the gallons of drool that he emits on a daily basis. He hasn’t been sleeping well, either. Teething?

We invited Rob and Helena Henderson, one of our eldership couples at WBC, to our cell group last night and they just shared their life story, really, and their walk with the Lord. We were spellbound, listening to a story of valleys and mountains, challenges and victories, and, in hindsight, seeing God’s glory and His loving mechanisms during times when they couldn’t possibly have been apparent. So, even though at the moment we feel like we are not exactly soaring above the crags like eagles, but rather scraping our wings across the rocks… possibly, in time, we’ll look back and see the workings of His grace, glory and purpose in this season of snotty noses and sleeplessness. J

Two spiritual little Cammy conversations:

Sunday morning:

Cam: Mom, what was the highlight of church?
Me: It was when Uncle Arnold spoke about praying for opportunities to use our spiritual gifts. What was the highlight of crèche?
Cam: Juice.


Monday afternoon: (I was feeding Scott his porridge and Cam was talking quietly to himself (I thought) on the stoep)

Me: Hey Cam, what are you doing?
Cam: I’m praying.
Me: Oh sorry, didn’t mean to interrupt you. What are you praying about?
Cam: I was just praying for all my aunties, that the Lord would give them wisdom.

J

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