Let us run with patience the race that is set before us, looking unto Jesus…
(Hebrews 12:1-2)
October 15, next Wednesday…This is the day my mom would have turned 57. Fifty-seven is so young in the world of healthcare. My grandparents are
God is so creative, so personal! How on earth does He know our minds? How did he know my wish to go to the Middle
The scale. (How can an inanimate object be so annoying, yet so inspiring?!) The lean cardiologists I bump into around the hospital, who spend their
“Sure, I’ll babysit for 8 hours!” I told my neighbor confidently. Any human can figure out how to take care of a baby! A friend
God didn’t use 10 plagues to get me to start my new job. As I mentioned in my last blog, God has always made the
Repainted many times. Not finished yet. One night I muscled my 10-lb medical textbook out of my book case and turned to the heart section.
