This morning, maybe as you read this, I am having my face cup up to remove skin cancer. It is supposed to be the "good" cancer, but still, I will be chopped up and then stitched up. I will look like Frankenstein. Then two days later I will attend a big parish/school function, called "Mayfair," to raise money for the school. Everyone will be looking their best, except me. I am supposed to be raffled off for a "Dinner with Father." I don't think anyone will bid on Frankenstein. Now some of this is vanity or delusion on my part, so it is a chance for spiritual growth. Vanity says I used to look good and attractive. This could be delusional as well. So I will smile, be pleasant, engage whoever talks to me, and just let go if people look away or talk about me when I am not in their presence. The good news is that my face will be cancer free again. The bad news is that I won't be raising any money for the school this year. Frankenstein always eats alone, or with blind people.
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My prayers for you,Boris and Igor. May all be in his care today.
ReplyDeleteMy prayers for you,Boris and Igor. May all be in his care today.
ReplyDeleteJust don't slide one foot as you walk or laugh longer than anybody else and I think you'll be good. Your eyes are your best feature anyway.
ReplyDeleteMay God bless you
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ReplyDeleteMaybe you should tell the Mayfair folks that it is cancer and they will bid like crazy for a dinner with you. I for one am very relieved to hear that it is not! Praying for a speedy healing.
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