After a few month on a well being hiatus, issues began returning to regular, after which I had a health care provider’s go to scheduled for a checkup.
At my go to, the physician totally examined me however couldn’t discover something mistaken, after which I noticed him standing there scratching his chin. Then he stated, “I wonder if maybe you had a mini stroke?”
He checked out me a bit of bit after which stated, “I think maybe you did have a mini stroke and we need to take some more examinations to check it out. I’ll schedule you for an MRI next week. I want to see if maybe there is any brain damage.”
Very often, The Gracious Mistress of the Parsonage would inform me after I screwed one thing up, “Do you have a brain or what?”
She may even inform me after I don’t get issues executed exactly on schedule, “Where is your brain today?”
A number of weeks in the past, I used to be making an attempt to repair one thing, and nothing was going proper. Then, the Gracious Mistress of the Parsonage walked in and casually instructed me, “If only you had a brain.”
What if, for instance, the physician finds I’ve a mind and has the proof? How would that set with The Gracious Mistress of the Parsonage?
In the event that they discover my mind, I’ll positively hold any photos they may have.
Then, when The Gracious Mistress of the Parsonage says, “If you only had a brain.” I may pull out the image of my mind, present it to her, and say, “Oh, my dear, here is a picture of my brain.”
The worst aspect of this situation is that if the physician does discover my mind, and has the proof, then, the worst days of my life start. It doesn’t matter what I do, it’s my accountability now. In any case, I do have a mind.
I used to be sitting in my simple chair ingesting espresso when The Gracious Mistress of the Parsonage got here in and sat down.
She requested me, “Are you ready for your MRI tomorrow?”
I used to be quiet for a second, after which, taking a look at her, I stated, “What if they find out that I do not have a brain?”
With out skipping a beat, she stated, “Well, if that happens nothing will change. You’ll be the same person you’ve always been.”
Observing her, she all of the sudden broke into hysterical laughter.
It took her some time to relax, and when she did, she defined her laughter.
“As long as I’ve known you, you have worked quite well without using your brain. I’m sure that will continue for a long time yet to come.”
I’m unsure when, however one among today, I’ll use my mind and shock her. I’m unsure how she is going to deal with that shock, and I’m unsure how I’ll do it. I’m simply going to have to attend for the outcomes of the MRI.
As I used to be ready for my physician’s appointment, I considered Bible verses in James 1:19-20, “Wherefore, my beloved brethren, let every man be swift to hear, slow to speak, slow to wrath: For the wrath of man worketh not the righteousness of God.”
My father all the time instructed me, “Listen and think before you speak.” This has been the good problem of my life. My tongue doesn’t appear to be hooked up to my mind for some motive.
Dr. James L. Snyder lives in Ocala, Fla. the place he lives along with his spouse. Name him at (352) 216-3025 or e-mail jamessnyder2@att.internet. His web site is www.jamessnyderministries.com.
“Well bless their hearts.”
