Thursday, January 12, 2012

A goodbye letter, of sorts...

Dearest umbilical hernia --

I won't miss you. Because of you, I need surgery for the first time since I was 12.  That's 18 years of being kind of medically normal.  Boo!

I don't want you to come back, so I'm going to be really careful.  And I think you're absolutely awful.  But I'm curious to know what you look like.  I think I'll ask the doctor to take a picture.

You make me hurt and I'm perfectly fine with you being closed up.

There's only one thing that is good in all of you: more of Jesus.  And that this very circumstance was ordained and perfected by a beautiful and sovereign God.  He is my peace and you are gross.  {sticking tongue out at my hernia}

So, goodbye!

Love {hate},

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