Well, it's over

Gauze pads and drama aside. i was in the chair not but a minute, when I went to sleep, anesthesia caused, of course. I had gauze in my mouth and the assistant came in to take me to the waiting room. I slept all through that day and through the night, getting up periodically to take the blood and spit soaked gauze out and replace it with fresh bandages.

So far today, I'm a little weak, and my cheeks are really puffy. The swelling is said to go down with ice packets applied, and I'm really glad my cheeks have stopped bleeding.

I find that I'm glad to have had the experience of getting my wisdom teeth out.

The teeth

I'm getting my wisdom teeth out this Friday. I am so scared of dentists in general, getting my wisdom teeth out in particular. Last time I had dentists working on me I prayed the whole time and practically didn't breathe.

I've looked it up on the internet, you don't really need to get your teeth out unless they are impacted, which two of mine are. But do I really need to get all four out? Maybe it's good to do them at the same time.

But there's going to be four freaking holes in my mouth. How disgusting is that?

Let's just say I'm not looking forward to this experience. Getting drugged up and teeth surgically removed from my mouth is not fun.

Hymn of the week #12

1. All my life long I had panted
   For a draught from some cool spring,
   That I hoped would quench the burning
   Of the thirst I felt within.

2. Chorus: Hallelujah! I have found Him
   Whom my soul so long has craved!
   Jesus satisfies my longings;
   Through His life I now am saved.

3. Feeding on the husks around me,
   Till my strength was almost gone,
   Longed my soul for something better,
   Only still to hunger on.

3. Poor I was, and sought for riches,
   Something that would satisfy,
   But the dust I gathered round me
   Only mocked my soul's sad cry.

4. Well of water, ever springing,
   Bread of life, so rich and free,
   Untold wealth that never faileth,
   My Redeemer is to me.

This is a sweet hymn which means a lot. It's simplicity speaks to it's strength and obvious truth.
As our everything positive in our life, Christ can also be our drink and refreshment. Cool glasses of water on a hot day are enjoyable and so is Christ on a "dry" day. Reading the Bible is refreshment for our soul.

-Megan

My mom is on Facebook. This wouldn't be a big deal if Facebook wasn't so personal. Facebook is you in digital form. Your likes, your contact information, your life, your boring applications of which you have a ton.

This wouldn't be a big deal, except it's my life.

But add insult to injury, she doesn't add me as a friend and the tables are turned. I'm a bit insulted that because I believe gays should have the same rights as others and I drop the occasional bad word, that I'm a bad friend. That's a part of who I am and if my family can't accept that, I often think they have beliefs that I do not agree with and that doesn't make them less of a person just because they are different than me. But I understand and respect my mother's beliefs. Just don't judge me, lest ye be judged.

Sock Wars

So you like to knit. Well, join Sock Wars. I know most of you don't knit. Some of you wouldn't be caught dead mentioning the word knit. And knitting is not fun for those with arthritis.

However knitting can be a fun and relaxing activity for those who have a lot of time on their hands and for those who need to disengage from life for a few hours. And yes, men can knit.

I haven't knit in a while, but with the upcoming Sock Wars, I think I'll take up the old sticks again and see if I can't kill a couple of targets while killing some time.

What is sock wars, you ask? Well, it's not like Star Wars, but it's an assassin game where you knock out players by knitting socks and sending them to your target. They send you the socks they were knitting and you finish those, too, knocking out other players. Anyone can play and the sign up start is Oct. 23, 2009. Killing starts in January. That's when the fun begins. Don't be afraid to pick up your sticks and start knitting!

Here is the link to the homepage: Sock Wars, if anyone is interested. See you there.

Don't the worst people take it upon themselves to blog?

Every once in a while there is someone who has a good blog. There are two of these here. They are great crafty, girly weblogs. So if you are a female and bored and looking for something inspirational.. Here they are.

Whimsy Love

and

Joy's Hope

They are great. Add them to your reader. In fact, I am recommending you use your reader. It's a little like a newspaper that you create. It is really exteraneous and I'm sure you're all apologizing in your heads for not doing it. Just do it! That would be Nike talking and I don't know what Nike has to do with readers, but it can be a discovery of sorts. So yeah.

Earthen Vessel

1	Earthen vessel I was made,
	Christ in me the treasure laid;
	His container I must be,
	As the content He in me.
2	In His image I was made,
	Fit that Christ should all pervade;
	Thus the vessel God did form
	With the content uniform.
3	In my spirit He remains,
	With His power He sustains;
	As the Spirit one with me,
	He is my reality.
4	Moving in me day by day,
	Mingling with me all the way,
	All my steps He regulates,
	Every part He saturates.
5	Him expressing from within,
	Making Him to others seen,
	I transparent have to be
	That He may be shown thru me.
6	Transformation is my need,
	To be broken more indeed,
	That the clay may change in form,
	To the treasure to conform. This song was written by Witness Lee and speaks to our day to day walk with the Lord and how we change and move and live in our daily life. It says something about salvation for transformation. We don't merely need initial salvation, but a day to day salvation of the spirit and mind.

I'm not getting married.

I know in our romantic centered culture and on most people's checklist of life fulfillment is marriage.

You have someone to stay with you for the rest of your life. You enjoy their company. You have fights. People have certain expectations. They want you to hook up.

Then they expect you to have kids, and then they expect those kids to grow up and do the same thing.

I actually have found my life partner. My mom. She is single and is not getting married again. I have no reason to get married. So perhaps there is God's blessing in our singleness and in my resolution not to get married. I thank the lord every day, that I don't have to put up with messy husbands and their bratty kids. So don't knock the old maid life til you've tried it.

I've heard that single women live longer than women who are married. Just goes to show, life can turn out different than you expect.

Hymn of the week #11

1. When peace like a river attendeth my way,
   When sorrows like sea billows roll;
   Whatever my lot Thou hast taught me to say,
   "It is well, it is well with my soul!"
• It is well with my soul!
  It is well, it is well with my soul!

2. Though Satan should buffet, though trials should come,
   Let this blest assurance control,
   That Christ hath regarded my helpless estate,
   And hath shed His own blood for my soul.

3. My sin—oh, the bliss of this glorious thought—
   My sin, not in part, but the whole,
   Is nailed to His Cross, and I bear it no more;
   Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, O my soul!

4. For me, be it Christ, be it Christ hence to live;
   If dark hours about me shall roll,
   No pang shall be mine, for in death as in life
   Thou wilt whisper Thy peace to my soul.

This song was written by a man who had lost his children and wife and fortune. He was really sad, but turned to God on a trip over the Atlantic. He realized that everything was "well with his soul" and that even over everything God was looking out for him and taking especial care of him.