It's been a trying few days. Just ask me, I'll tell you. Well, actually I'll tell you now. Tuesday, I took my daughter around to have her toe looked at and x-rayed. We thought it may have been broke. Thankfully, it wasn't. It's just really, really bruised. Then we took Timm to Children's Hospital where they did a septoplasty. That is where they take a piece of the cartilage out of his septum and straighten his nose out so he can breathe better. He is still in a lot of pain and has a headache this morning. He thinks he will never get better. We keep telling him he will, and we pray that God will take this pain away.
Timm is not good with physical pain. Everyone says it's a man thing. I don't know. If my nose hurt like that, I can only imagine it hurts somewhat like sinus pressure, then I do not think I would handle it any better. He's just lying around on the couch, sleeping when the pills take affect and trying to focus when he's awake. It's hard to see him with this attitude. But when you are in enough pain, you do not see how it affects you.
One of my favorite verses when I think about sickness and death is Revelations 21: 4. It reminds us that God is planning a perfect place for us. So all this pain, sorrow, and death will not exist in heaven. Even though it it hard sometimes to endure here, we have to remember that there is much better things to come.
And God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes; and there shall be no more death, neither sorrow, nor crying, neither shall there be any more pain: for the former things are passed away.