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Wednesday, August 28th, 2013

A while back the mother of all toothaches paid an unwelcome visit to one of my molars. For reasons unknown I waited nearly a day before calling my dentist. Doc immediately phoned in a prescription for an antibiotic, but since I was at work I waited several more hours before picking up the meds. By that time the infection was on its way to becoming a big deal.

The next morning when I looked in the mirror it was pretty scary. The left side of my face  looked like a golf ball was wedged between my cheek and gum. I stayed home moaning and groaning for a couple of days, but in time the swelling and pain abated and I went on with my normal routine which included speaking at our Sunday church service.

On the way home from church Cathy, my wife, and the brains of the family commented that she had been really worried that I might not have been able to do the message because of the toothache.  I immediately responded, “Oh, I never doubted that I could speak. I knew I could do that; what worried me was all that swelling. I was afraid of how I looked”.  No sooner had those words left my lips that my pride alarm started dinging.

I don’t know about you, but my pride has a way of sneaking up on me.

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