The pain
came with McDonald’s orange juice, is this stuff too cold, and for the rest of
the day the tooth ached and sleep was bad, throbbing woke me up three times
during the night and even soggy sugar smacks was too painful for breakfast so I
went in to work and after 90 minutes went to the dentist who fortunately was
free between scheduled appointments and Dr. Binoy said the filling broke, along
with a part of the tooth, the gums were infected which she said was the source
of pain, so she removed the remaining filling, put in a temporary filling and
told me come back in a week and she’d see if a permanent filling or a root
canal was required.
As if
someone is watching out for me I went to the canteen and Patrick had a plate of
soft vegetable noodles waiting. I
could not have eaten anything else, and now that I am home and in need of a
nap, what can I eat that is soft. A
banana, soup, nothing else appeals. I
have a single helping of potato salad and I could drink more tea. Meanwhile lunch’s noodles are giving me
terrible indigestion. what what what.
Surprisingly
and fortunately the visa I applied for in October is still good, how about
that.
2.3.15
The taste of
the temporary filling is sickening and constant indigestion is a pain in the
neck and belly. Thin clouds hide this
month’s full moon, set for release an hour ago.
Only five months to go before it’s holiday time! Any plans?
All is pending.
2.4.15
My
transcripts finally arrived, better late than ever, eh? Yes, but I think it’s too late for KU Leuven
this year. I suppose that’s the right
thing for now. Another year or two to
save is probably the prudent thing. So,
what to do.
A calm
evening in the borough, the broken tooth-filling was jarred by a Lulu’s sub,
great, I feel a jagged shard rubbing my gum, surely a sore will appear on the
side through no fault of its own, all suffer because of too much sugar.
Well, have
you got anything to say for yourself? I’d
like to visit this dentist before Monday of next week, the taste…ahh who wants
to read this dribble? I’m telling ya,
this place is uninspiring. Reading,
writing, taking pictures, you do all you can do to avoid boredom’s pit, I’m at
the edge, how in God’s name could I think of staying here another year, you
frighten me you.
Ok, I am
going to pray for a miracle. Ok? Right here, right now.
Dear
Lord, forgive me for my impetuosity.
Forgive me for all the things I can’t remember at this moment. Thank you for everything, for the sore tooth,
for the indigestion, for the hours and hours I have to think of you where you
are and where I am right now, and Lord today I want to pray, please don’t
consider my request selfish, I only want to do your will and what is that but
to share the good news to a 21st century people. And Lord, I can do that, if you will help me
because I cannot do this on my own, ha, that is a joke, I need so much help I
can’t or won’t ask help for those minor annoyances I know I can deal with on a daily
basis but Lord, I want to go to this school in Belgium, I know, look at what
has happened to those people, they are so smart, it is so cold, their faith has
bottomed out, but Lord I don’t want to..., ya know it’s pretty hard to
write this knowing you already know what I am going to ask but it’s the asking
that you want, right? So, Lord, I need
help getting there, I need the finances to do this, I have some great ideas and
I need a push, a crack in the big silent sky to motivate me, Lord if it be your
will I want to go this fall. Lord,
forgive me for my cynicism, it seems sometimes things only get done when I do
it, but I am at a crossroads, again, and I need that assurance, that, I can’t
think of the word, what is it? Right,
you know what I mean. Returning to
school would be a great honor and privilege and it would be for you, to spread
your 2000 year plus message though it’s only a few hours in your time in a new light,
a new, clear, understandable light. Dear
Lord forgive me for making this prayer public.
I know we ought to pray in private but if by your grace you help me it
could be an inspiration for others who are stuck.
Thank you
for everything you’ve given to me. Thank
you so much for my broken teeth and constant indigestion.
In Jesus
name oh do I pray.
Om-men
No comments:
Post a Comment