Oh you lucky, lucky people! This Sunday you don’t “have” to listen to me, you get to listen to Heather instead! I suppose this needs some explanation but as the explanation has nothing to do with the usual purpose of this blog I’ll put it down at the bottom so scroll down if you are curious.
This Sunday celebrates the Baptism of the Lord. The text for this liturgical year is Luke 3:15-17, 21-22, which relates the baptism of Jesus by his cousin John, culminating in the appearance of the Holy Spirit in the form of a dove and a voice from heaven saying “You are my Son, the Beloved; with you I am well pleased.” (Luke 3:22 NRSV) Heather was willing to step into the gap and her words are below. Her thoughts about this extraordinary event have informed my understanding and I am sure they will do the same for you. Enjoy. I certainly did.
Heather offered to discuss some of the things she brought up with anyone who wanted to, she can be reached at 306.526.8615
Last Tuesday I had day surgery to remove bone spurs from both heels.* If you are as ill-informed as I was you may be saying some variant of “So what? That was days ago!” I, for reasons which are not clear to me other than incipient ninny-ness, put this procedure in the same general category as the arthroscopic knee surgery I undergo every few years. I go to the hospital for the day, take the next week off using crutches for the first day or two, moving to a cane and by the time I’m back to work walking slowly but normally. The pain is primarily localized to the incisions with some deep aching. Oh if only this was the same. What I neglected to factor in was the removal of the bone spurs with what my doctor casually referred to as a chisel. A. Chisel. How did I miss that part?
This is not the most painful surgical procedure I have ever had, pride of place goes getting my nose fixed non-cosmetically fixed. This isn’t in the same category but it is a lot closer to that than to a measly knee job. The thought of going outside where it is slippery was more than I could really imagine so I stayed home. Call me cowardly if you like, I prefer cautious.
*If you want to know more about this for any reason, look up Haglund’s Syndrome