i have always been uncommonly healthy. it’s not a faith thing…it’s just that i am possessed of stalwart immune system. i’ve never taken a vitamin and i’ve been quick to mock my sickly friends. in twenty-five years of full-time ministry, i’ve never missed a sunday–a fact that has become a source of sinful pride for me (i heard you, mason!).
over the past couple of years, however, i’ve begun to slip a little. i’ve had several long stretches where i just felt miserable. two weeks ago, i woke up with a greenish discharge coming out of my right ear (ear infection). last week, i developed a runny nose that soon became a tickle in my throat that evolved into a full-blown sore throat (virus). as i write this my ribs are sore from the continual coughing.
almost every orifice in my body has been guilty of spewing foul fluids in its turn.
at first, i chalked up my suddenly delicate condition to old age. then, i realized that we opened the child-care center almost exactly two years ago. i walk among a gaggle of warm-blooded germ factories every day! and it’s never enough for me to say “hi” or give them a high-five. no, i hug them and pick them up and muss their hair. guess i’d better either keep my hands off, or learn to wash my hands.
if this keeps up, i will be praying the prayer of jonah: “Now, O LORD, take away my life, for it is better for me to die than to live.” (jonah 4:3)