Last week, as I was still reeling from jet lag and trying to get back into the right time zone, by right foot became uncomfortable. It didn’t really hurt, just uncomfortable. When I took my shoe off at the end of the day, it was a little sore, but nothing else. The next morning I got dressed, put on my dress shoes, and began the day of being on my feet. It was a long day. Before a concert in Dallas that day, as I was changing clothes, I took off my sock and realized my foot was red and greatly swollen. I thought it was a bite at first, but the bones ached as well.
A doctor appointment was set up on Friday and I was diagnosed with gout. Gout! I couldn’t have gout! If you have questions about this interesting condition, go ahead and google it. I won’t go into it now; but it’s not very nice. After some expensive medication and a few side effects, nothing changed. At least not with my foot. It actually got more uncomfortable. Now it was borderline hurting. Another doctor appointment yesterday afternoon determined indeed I did NOT have gout. Not sure what it is, but we are now treatly an infection. And today it really is hurting. I will once again spare the great details, but there you go…
I’ve been thinking. And it’s not always good when I do. Maybe this is God’s punishment because I was so proud that everyone in Romania and Ukraine thought I was much younger than I am. Did I say much younger? I was feeling quite proud of that fact. And then, bam! Affliction. Maybe it’s because I enjoyed my new diet overseas a little too much. Bam! Affliction. Or maybe it’s some bug that just decided to afflict me. Whatever, I’m afflicted.
Yesterday I served at the UMHB Senior Saint’s Summit as an Ambassador. I opened the door for folks and welcomed them into a couple of buildings. I got to be hospitable and love on some people who were easy to love. While I was there, I heard a great sermon on the Body of Christ. In it, the speaker talked about the whole body being knitted together into a whole. He spoke about the different parts and what happens when one part is hurting. What does happen? The rest of the body hurts with it. I understand this concept in a very real way, in a very personal way. I was also reminded of that we are to build one another up, to encourage each other on the journey together. Hear the words from Hebrews 10:23-25:
“Let us hold unswervingly to the hope we profess, for he who promised is faithful. And let us consider how we may spur one another on toward love and good deeds. Let us not give up meeting together, as some are in the habit of doing, but let us encourage one another – and all the more as you see the Day approaching.”
It’s good be back home with my family. It’s good to back home with my family of faith. I’m glad that you’re part of the journey. And I promise I won’t be talking about my ailments all the time. I’m not that old!