The Room. The Ritual. The Real Starts.

So it is 4:15am. I've been wakened up so many times I'm wondering when lunch is. If you've been hospitalized you know they don't let you sleep. But as they say, It all has a purpose.

My soul hurts this morning as I knew it would. I didn't show Jesus yesterday. I showed his grumpy cousin Earl. Not a good guy. I remembered that Jesus is the perfect one. He's the good and kind one.

So here's my day. I'll lie in bed waiting for life to happen. On my side friends will come by and pray and talk. I can't talk. And we'll wait.

On the surgeon's side, they will meet and decide when to do my surgery. I've heard 2 out of our 3 of my doctors talk about how we need to start as soon as possible. When is asap? I believe it will be this week. I'll let you know as soon as I know.

Iam sorry for not representing Jesus well yesterday but I back. Hurting like crazy but back with purpose. I've prayed for this. Many of you have prayed for this. I believe God answers prayers. Thank you. Let's see if this is where we win.