Hope

 

It's been a long couple of weeks. Abby is up and down. Good mornings and still mornings when she thinks she is going to throw up or just "doesn't feel good"... as she puts it. She really doesn't like having saline water rinsed up her nose either. I bet it feels like getting pounded by a wave in the ocean while all the salt water goes up your nose. I never did like that sensation. Anyway we haven't been doing the salt water wash lately and in the last couple of days I think we've started to just loose hope a little bit resigning to the seemingly imminent surgery to clear this thing up. I mean why put Abby through all of these nasal rinses if she is just going to have it all scrapped out in a few weeks? So, as you can see our hope is definitely waning.

Tiffany read me a quote this morning that brought me to tears and renewed my hope a bit so I thought I should share it with you all...

"There are three ways of committing suicide---taking my own life, letting myself die, and letting myself live without hope. This last form of self-destruction is so subtle that it often goes unrecognized and therefore unchallenged. Ordinarily it takes the form of boredom, monotony, drudgery, feeling overcome by the ordinariness of life.
We begin by admitting in the inner sanctum of our hearts that the Christian calling is too demanding, that life in Christ Jesus is too sublime. We settle into a well-worn groove and lose the stuff of gospel greatness. We become like everyone else, fail ourselves and the community by failing to respond to the living, vibrant, magnificent image of Christ that is within us waiting only to be expressed."

We started the nasal washes again this morning. That's all I have to say to that :).