My Motorcycle Injuries

I handled the second of two recent funerals today. I often say that people rarely call the preacher when things are going well, and as a result death is sometimes a part of what I deal with in the ministry. I never really find it to be a difficult thing because I maintain the perspective that I am doing what I always do, which is to present a biblical perspective to the things that people are facing in life. Still, the two people for whom I have done these services were friends and it's not really easy to grieve when you’re the guy in charge of the service. I guess my thought today is that I’m grateful. I appreciate the fact that I still get to see so many wonderful things happen in the lives of the people that I love and I’m thankful that my body functions in such a way that I can be an active part of it all. Life is full of incredible joys.  My leg and my hand are getting progressively worse, albeit in very small increments, but I’m generally healthy and active. Pain and discom...

Yeah, that's actually my selfie on a couch, with my internet anonymity kept intact. The title of this blog entry involves a term that I've grown accustomed to using often. People ask me how I'm feeling and how my body is managing all the time. It's become a bit of a cliche' for me to answer when anyone asks me about my physical condition. I usually answer with a sense of flippancy because I just want to move past the moment. I only talk about my physical condition in any detail with my wife and with you, my little internet friends.  The truth is that I'm not always fine. My hip, thigh, and knee/shin areas hurt or feel discomfort according to my body's mood for the day. My hand is a mess and provides some sort of pain or hindrance every day. As for my mind, there are times when I grow really tired of having been in an accident years ago. There's nowhere to escape from it, you know? The thing is that "I'm fine" is a little bit of a lie. I try...