The latest on Ryan...
Don't mind the raging fever or the excruciating pain, or the fact that he's in the hospital. They still have no idea what's wrong with him. You'd think that Doctors, with all their schooling, would be able to figure something out.
Last night he was taken for an MRI, which revealed nothing. His white blood count is up, which means the antibiotics are doing good work.
I haven't talked to them this morning, yet. More may have happened in the night; so I'll let you know when I have some news.
Meanwhile....
I am up and ready for day 3 of school. More sleep would have been nice, but alas, it was not to be.
The boys are getting ready for school, and I am slamming coffee.
I have been studying prayer in Scripture, and I learned why people don't like to do it. It's like lighting a really bright lantern in my soul that reveals all the ugliness in there. Spending time with God shows me all this stuff in me that I'd rather not illumine. It also shows me that God is even Bigger than I thought. It's all about Him, when I thought it was all about me. It's a melancholy moment.
Most of the time I think I'm really quite wonderful. I get that one complex where I think you should all think I'm wonderful, too. It's that Emperor's New Clothes thingy, where all of Y'all knew I was naked the whole time, and only I was deceived. There's lots of moments like that in my life.
You'd think with all that nakedness, there would be a little more scandal.
Just kidding, Yvonne.
Anyway, I am off to cook breakfast and jump into school. You should pray for me!
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We've all be praying for Ryan here. Jo and I went into the city yesterday and discovered a gorgous Episcopal cathedral called Grace Cathedral. So we lit a candle for Ryan.
Oh dearie, don't you know that friends know you are naked and we love you anyway? And that your revelation about it not being about you is the same thing we're all doing every day.
I love you friend. Wish I could come over and slam coffee with you. (Is that how you phrased it?) Anyhow, you know what I mean.
And I love you even more for using the phrase 'all y'all.'
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