Carry Me
In Mark 2, there’s a story of a disabled man whose friends carry him to the house where Jesus was staying, believing Jesus can heal him.
Multiple Sclerosis
MS, healing, drugs, exercise, and Jesus (last part)
Well to tie up this little series of thoughts, I’ll share what I’ve been thinking a lot about these past few days due to my work; the word ‘joy’.
MS, healing, drugs, exercise, and Jesus (part 2 of who knows how many)
Throughout all my years of living with MS I’ve adopted a mantra;
“I have MS but MS doesn’t have me”.
MS, healing, drugs, exercise, and Jesus (part 1 of who knows how many)
Well I’m ‘celebrating’ 19 years of life with MS this month.
19 years!
Major Ups + Major Downs = Life
It has been an up and down few weeks.
Major ‘ups’ actually. And major ‘downs’.
I guess that seems to be the kind of life that’s been handed to me.
2nd Health Update
Well it’s been quite a couple of weeks. Most of you know I spent the bulk of last week in the hospital due to a virus that literally knocked me off my feet. That was a brutal few days.
Hospital Days; My Dark Night of the Soul
Well it’s been quite the few days.
To say the least.
I’m in the hospital. I’ve been here since early Sunday morning.
Lent, Joy and Pain
I’ve been in pain.
Excruciating, agonizing, unbearable, severe, all encompassing, pain.
It came on unexpectedly. I was sitting in my favorite space in the house, my place of comfort, just minding my own business and watching TV when all of a sudden my right shoulder started to hurt.
Carry Me (article published in this month’s Salvationist magazine)
In Mark 2, there’s a story of a disabled man whose friends carry him to the house where Jesus is staying, believing Jesus can heal him. But when they get there, the house is so crowded they can’t even get in the door.
The Dreams of a Disabled Guy
I’ve been having dreams.
Beautiful, scrumptious, delicious, erotic dreams.
Dreams I don’t want to wake up from.