I’m A Big Baby and I’m Mad At My Dentist

I’m a big baby…now that’s out of the way, I want to share a new appreciation I have discovered. It’s something that I have long taken for granted. Maybe you have, too. It’s being without pain; physical pain that is, not emotional pain. Only Jesus can help with that, but He can help with all of your pains, but wait, I’m going off on a tangent. I’m 43 years old now and I’ve got normal aches and pains, but for the most part, I’ve been very healthy and haven’t endured a lot of physical pain. Lord, forgive me for taking that blessing for granted. The other day, the back right bottom side of my mouth began to hurt. As I said, I’m a big baby so I popped a few ibuprofens and Tylenols and life was good. Yesterday the pain was still there and began to affect the entire right side of my face; my mouth, cheekbone and temple. Today, I want to either cry or hurt something. Maybe my dentist would be a good place to start since he is apparently closed on Fridays. Just kidding, of course, Doc, I’d take Fridays off, too, if I could. My wife, Sandra and best friend, Earl seem to think I need a root canal. Maybe they just enjoy tormenting me, I don’t know. But I hope to encourage you with my plight and provide for you a new reason to be grateful. Yes, your finances may stink; your kids may be driving you closer to the crazy house;  you may be losing your hair, but if you woke up this morning and have made it this far into the day without feeling any major aches and pains, be thankful. If I can’t get relief soon since my dentist is sipping martinis at the country club, I’m looking for a pair of ice skates.