Toilet Water vs. Living Water (Winter Edition)

This post is in reference to the sermon Michael Mears preached at CCF last night. It was based out of John 4 and the time when Jesus met a Samaritan woman at the well.

To summarize, Jesus shows the woman the difference between normal water (life that the world offers) and living water (life which Jesus offers). He showed her that while the things of this world might satisfy you or make you happy for a moment, you will always be left thirsty. But the water and life that Jesus offers will completely satisfy, and that well will never run dry.

Doleys Pain Clinic Consultation

At 4:53am on August 24, I picked up Rob Hodges at his house. At 12:47am on August 25, I was finally returning him there. This is the story of everything that happened in those 20 hours.

We made this long road trip so I could go for an initial consultation at the Doleys Clinic, a comprehensive pain center in Birmingham, Ala. This was one of the three pain centers suggested to me after my time at the Mayo Clinic in April/June. It consisted of three appointments, a 10:00 am with a physical therapist, a 2:00 pm with a pain psychologist, and a 3:30 pm with a medical doctor.

I………… God…………

I’m ashamed at what my life is right now.

I’m embarrassed that my friends have needed to create a coalition to help me.

I don’t really understand what they will get out of it.

I think it is a terrible investment on their part, I can’t ever repay them for it.

A Kick In The Pants

Not sure if the title will be exactly what this blog is about, but I thought it sounded cool. Either way, I have Josh Frabitore to blame.

Josh is a senior at FSU, and preached the sermon at CCF’s weekly meeting tonight. I didn’t even want to go, as I continue to fight my own issues of self-worth and feeling as though there’s no point for me to do stuff out in public, and also because “pursuing” Jesus hadn’t been working for the last couple of weeks. He preached on suffering and it was awesome, and it was based out of Mark 4:35-41.

Whiny and/or Complaining Post – You’ve Been Warned

This is sort of a companion piece to yesterday’s “Informative Post”, in that yesterday was what is going on in my life from a useful and practical perspective, and today’s post is from a useless and probably more emotional perspective.

Informative Post

Hey friends,

It’s kinda crazy that it has already been about a month since my last post and my trip to the Mayo Clinic. I at least wanted to send out an update, to let others know what’s been going on, and also just to remind myself of what has been happening.

Mayo Clinic: Day 4 (or 5)

I’ve been blogging like a mad man this past week, but I know that people care about my health, and I know that I wouldn’t be who I am or where I’m at without all of you who love and support me. I don’t know if I’ll have as frequent of updates in the coming weeks, but I’ll do my best to keep everyone in the loop.

Mayo Clinic: Day 3

I don’t sleep very well anyway, so when needing wake up for three consecutive days before 6am, it makes me more tired than usual. But I knew that my Wednesday wouldn’t be too terribly long, and possibly have time to come back in the mid-morning to nap. My schedule consisted of 7am financial meeting, 7:45am eye ball doctor visit, and 2:30pm X-rays.

Mayo Clinic: Day 2.5

Last time on Dragonball Z, I had all of my rheumatology fun, and was beginning to “come to terms” with what my chronic pain is and how it works and what it will take to get me better, even having new criteria for what “better” might be. It sort of feels like a mix between giving up and optimism.

Mayo Clinic: Day 2

No one remembers second days. You have your first days of school, first day at a new job, first night sleeping in a “big boy bed”, but no one cares about the second day. It is not as new, or fresh, and you kinda know what you are doing. Same sort of feeling here at the Mayo. Parking was easy to find, I knew right where I needed to be and approximately how long it would take to get there. It just sort of lost that novelty feeling. Which is good, I guess.