Monday, December 12, 2005
Have Yourself a Jesus-Centered Christmas
Kerrfunk's rendition of a classic Christmas tune:
Have yourself a Jesus-centered Christmas
Letting God's light shine
Leave the busy empties of your world behind
Have yourself a Jesus-centered Christmas
Stop, and think on Him
Let the Holy Spirit bring you closer in
Here we are at Christmastime
and we always wonder why
Every year it goes faster still
Have we let the meaning die?
Jesus came to show us how to live, so
If you're not too proud
Let him show you how to live his love out loud
And how to have a Jesus-centered Christmas now
Have yourself a Jesus-centered Christmas
Letting God's light shine
Leave the busy empties of your world behind
Have yourself a Jesus-centered Christmas
Stop, and think on Him
Let the Holy Spirit bring you closer in
Here we are at Christmastime
and we always wonder why
Every year it goes faster still
Have we let the meaning die?
Jesus came to show us how to live, so
If you're not too proud
Let him show you how to live his love out loud
And how to have a Jesus-centered Christmas now
Saturday, December 10, 2005
Number Two
I now have a matching pair of grafted ACLs.
Tore my left ACL circa 92/93 skiing in Colorado with the fam. That was fun. The doc told me it was a complete tear, and that it would not get better, neither would it get worse. They could do the surgery, but my lifestyle didn't demand it. Meh. I was 21-ish. I learned how to live with a torn ACL. Couple times a year I'd do something dumb and twist or pop my knee, but those events became fewer and farther between.
However, when I had a kid (3/2003) I wanted to have the surgery, so I wouldn't have to worry about popping the knee whilst playing. Got that fix in October 2003. And the part about it wouldn't get worse? Well ten years of mild abuse without an ACL = arthritis, plus minor miniscus tears. Anyway.
Fast forward 15 months to the first time skiing post surgery (February 2005) I "felt the need for speed" one last time and although I didn't fall, I twisted my right knee enough to tear that ACL. Knew it right away (I'd lived with a torn ACL for ten years...). A month or two later I twisted/popped it again. Swallowed my pride and saw a doctor, confirmed the tear, and had the ACL reconstruction December first. Yahoo. Much easier the second time around, really.
Anyhoo, Mom & Dad came out to help (again) which was terrific. Thanks!
And the bestest story of all: 3 days after surgery, my daughter said "Daddy do you have a boo-boo?" (yes, honey, on my knee) "Do you want my blankie? It will protect you!" Sweet thing!
Tore my left ACL circa 92/93 skiing in Colorado with the fam. That was fun. The doc told me it was a complete tear, and that it would not get better, neither would it get worse. They could do the surgery, but my lifestyle didn't demand it. Meh. I was 21-ish. I learned how to live with a torn ACL. Couple times a year I'd do something dumb and twist or pop my knee, but those events became fewer and farther between.
However, when I had a kid (3/2003) I wanted to have the surgery, so I wouldn't have to worry about popping the knee whilst playing. Got that fix in October 2003. And the part about it wouldn't get worse? Well ten years of mild abuse without an ACL = arthritis, plus minor miniscus tears. Anyway.
Fast forward 15 months to the first time skiing post surgery (February 2005) I "felt the need for speed" one last time and although I didn't fall, I twisted my right knee enough to tear that ACL. Knew it right away (I'd lived with a torn ACL for ten years...). A month or two later I twisted/popped it again. Swallowed my pride and saw a doctor, confirmed the tear, and had the ACL reconstruction December first. Yahoo. Much easier the second time around, really.
Anyhoo, Mom & Dad came out to help (again) which was terrific. Thanks!
And the bestest story of all: 3 days after surgery, my daughter said "Daddy do you have a boo-boo?" (yes, honey, on my knee) "Do you want my blankie? It will protect you!" Sweet thing!
