That's how the doctor described it. The disc in my neck. It's like a jelly donut that squished out and is the reason I am not to lift my children or strain my neck in any way. That's hard to accept. Or, I guess, it's hard to realize. Nothing ever happens to me. My friends know it. My life is boring and I like it that way, really. A boring life is crazy enough with four young children. Don't add in jelly donuts. Well, these kind anyway. I actually like jelly donuts. The squishier the better.

So, I have decided to ask God the lesson in this before he keeps the lesson rolling. That is some of the best advice I was ever given. A past Bible study leader (Hi, Celeste!) once told me that in the midst of trials, we should pray that if we have sinned, for God to reveal us our sin - or if we have a lesson to learn, may we learn it quickly. So, I'm praying. Because, frankly, having a theme of being a servant this year certainly didn't include my friends coming over and cleaning my house for me. That's the wrong way around you know.

I have a sneaky feeling that God is reminding me that this theme - wasn't getting worked on enough. He wants my attention. He's got it. I hope. Because right now, I cannot even fully take care of my family. And maybe that's where God wants me at this moment: taking care of my family.

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So, on that topic of being a servant: I was teaching a Sunday School class recently on Jesus healing Peter's mother-in-law. Something jumped out at me.  You see, when he healed her "she got up and served him." I bet she cooked dinner. With food he created before time began. I already know that cooking dinner is serving people. But did I realize that it is SERVING people? Do I look at the onion and think about how Jesus created it with his own voice for us to eat - and now I am humbly and thankfully using the food he created to nourish my family? Sadly, no.