Ahern, Cecelia: If You Could See Me Now, 3/5
*Cast, P.C. & Kristin: Betrayed (House of Night, book 2), 4/5
*Hooper, Kay: Blood Sins (Blood Trilogy, book 2), 3/5
Jackson, Neta: Where Do I Go? (Yada Yada House of Hope 1), 4/5
Jordan, Sherryl: Rocco, 4/5
*Jürgensen, Dennis: Dødens mange facetter, 4.5/5
Koomson, Dorothy: Goodnight, Beautiful, 3/5
Lowry, Lois: The Giver, 5/5
*Marchetta, Melina: Finnikin of the Rock, 3.5/5
Martin, George R.R.: A Game of Thrones, 2.5/5
Nesbit, Edith: The Treasure Seekers, 4/5
*Palermo, Celeste: The Coffee Mom's Devotional, 4/5
Pierce, Tamora: Bloodhound (Beka Cooper #2), 4/5
Schrøder-Hansen, Ingrid: Bibelen - Fortalt for store og små, 5/5
*Whitcomb, Laura: The Fetch, 3/5
Young, William Paul: The Shack, 4/5
Månedens bog: The Giver
Sunday, May 31, 2009
Thursday, May 28, 2009
A Visit to the Doctor
About a month ago my bad leg caused me quite a bit of pain. I felt it was worse than usual, and feared how on earth I'd manage a 10-day sightseeing/shopping trip to NYC. My last check-up (for my leg, not in general!) was in 1993, so I figured medical science might have come quite a way since then, and that perhaps there was something that could be done.
I got a time to see my doctor and two days later this happened. I was utterly bewildered and thrown by the "coincidence" and the very interesting timing, but had no idea what to make of it.
Well, my doctor's appointment was yesterday. Lise-Lotte wasn't my doctor back then, so I started out by giving her the bare bones (no pun intended) about what had happened - infection, surgery, limited movement in my ankle etc. etc. (and I have to say it was lots of fun to be able to explain it using the proper medical terms! ;) ). She sounded very interested and was all fired up when I asked if she thought anything could be done. I had expected her to tell me of canes or supportive socks, but she almost told me off when I mentioned that - I wasn't thinking big enough! Instead she wrote an application on my behalf to the orthopedist ward of the hospital I was admitted to "back then" in the hopes that they'd be able to think "big and creative" - possibly by doing a new analysis of my leg to see if anything might be able to be done through surgery or treatments, and if not, then by introducing me to new aids that had been developed/invented since 1993.
She was almost more enthusiastic than I was! She kept saying, "Maria, this is so exciting! Be sure to keep me updated. I want to know when you get an appointment, and I REALLY want to know what happens afterwards. Oh, and don't let them procrastinate on getting back to you - if you haven't heard anything within 2-3 weeks, give me a call and I'll get on it for you. This is so exciting! I'm glad you decided to do something about it finally!" ... I think I may just have turned into a case? ;-)
Anyway, she promised me that if nothing had been done by the time I was leaving for NYC, she'd make sure to find some crutches I could borrow - she seemed very determined that my bad leg shouldn't hinder my shopping and sight-seeing ;) I'm very grateful to her, and curious as to what on earth might happen next.
Who says God's miracles can only happen through supernatural means? He gave us our brains for a reason. Why shouldn't He decide to work in me through the abilities of doctors and the advancement of medical science? I'm cautiously optimistic. I figure that if I have no expectations, I won't get disappointed :-)
I'm glad I didn't just resign myself to the pain though. No matter what, I can say that I tried :)
I got a time to see my doctor and two days later this happened. I was utterly bewildered and thrown by the "coincidence" and the very interesting timing, but had no idea what to make of it.
Well, my doctor's appointment was yesterday. Lise-Lotte wasn't my doctor back then, so I started out by giving her the bare bones (no pun intended) about what had happened - infection, surgery, limited movement in my ankle etc. etc. (and I have to say it was lots of fun to be able to explain it using the proper medical terms! ;) ). She sounded very interested and was all fired up when I asked if she thought anything could be done. I had expected her to tell me of canes or supportive socks, but she almost told me off when I mentioned that - I wasn't thinking big enough! Instead she wrote an application on my behalf to the orthopedist ward of the hospital I was admitted to "back then" in the hopes that they'd be able to think "big and creative" - possibly by doing a new analysis of my leg to see if anything might be able to be done through surgery or treatments, and if not, then by introducing me to new aids that had been developed/invented since 1993.
She was almost more enthusiastic than I was! She kept saying, "Maria, this is so exciting! Be sure to keep me updated. I want to know when you get an appointment, and I REALLY want to know what happens afterwards. Oh, and don't let them procrastinate on getting back to you - if you haven't heard anything within 2-3 weeks, give me a call and I'll get on it for you. This is so exciting! I'm glad you decided to do something about it finally!" ... I think I may just have turned into a case? ;-)
Anyway, she promised me that if nothing had been done by the time I was leaving for NYC, she'd make sure to find some crutches I could borrow - she seemed very determined that my bad leg shouldn't hinder my shopping and sight-seeing ;) I'm very grateful to her, and curious as to what on earth might happen next.
Who says God's miracles can only happen through supernatural means? He gave us our brains for a reason. Why shouldn't He decide to work in me through the abilities of doctors and the advancement of medical science? I'm cautiously optimistic. I figure that if I have no expectations, I won't get disappointed :-)
I'm glad I didn't just resign myself to the pain though. No matter what, I can say that I tried :)
Sunday, May 3, 2009
A Message From God?
I had a very strange experience at church today.
Lars has an evening shift, so I'd decided to go to the afternoon service at the Pentecostal church I've visited a few times, so that I could spend the morning with him (my church only has one service, which is at 10am). I hadn't been to that church for awhile, and enjoyed being back (even if we didn't sing any songs I knew ;-) ) and felt challenged by the sermon which focused on making Jesus the centre of our lives.
I had not expected what was to come next though. After the sermon there is a time for worship during which it's possible to go up front to have somebody pray for you. I'd been contemplating going up to ask for prayer over my leg, which has been bothering me more and more lately (enough that I've booked an appointment with my doctor - we'll see what - if anything - comes of that), but didn't really feel comfortable doing it, as I didn't know how to phrase the prayer request without telling the entire history of my illness. So I stayed seated.
As the worship session was quieting down, the Pastor stood up to give the closing prayer and said, "I have a message for some of you. I want to pray with you a prayer of healing" (cue my jaw dropping). "I know some of you are troubled by pains different places in your body, and I believe that the Holy Spirit will begin His work in you today, and that He will heal you. So those of you who are experiencing pains, put your hand on the part of your body that hurts, and pray this prayer together with me."
I sat down, I couldn't stand up any longer, I was bawling (why does one cry when moved? Doesn't seem to make sense. But I digress). I couldn't believe that within 5 minutes of me wishing I was brave enough to go up and ask for healing, the Pastor stood up, and made it unnecessary. Seriously, I was a mess. I'm not used to God talking to me like that. That was... that was something else!
So what now? I don't actually know, to tell you the truth. Well, I know that I haven't been healed here and now. I still can't move my foot any more than I could this morning. But the message was that the Holy Spirit would start His work today. Of course I believe that God can heal me just like that (imagine me snapping my fingers), but for whatever reason, that wasn't the impression I got of what the Pastor thought would happen today. Secondly, the prayer was for removal of pain specifically. Even if my foot never gets any better than it is now, if I'm rid of the getting on crippling pains I experience after having been standing or walking for too long (and 'too long' is becoming shorter and shorter time) - that's a miracle in and of itself.
And if nothing happens? Well... I guess then the message wasn't for me. I'd be disappointed, but I'll live. Even Paul didn't have all his prayers answered ;-)
Lars has an evening shift, so I'd decided to go to the afternoon service at the Pentecostal church I've visited a few times, so that I could spend the morning with him (my church only has one service, which is at 10am). I hadn't been to that church for awhile, and enjoyed being back (even if we didn't sing any songs I knew ;-) ) and felt challenged by the sermon which focused on making Jesus the centre of our lives.
I had not expected what was to come next though. After the sermon there is a time for worship during which it's possible to go up front to have somebody pray for you. I'd been contemplating going up to ask for prayer over my leg, which has been bothering me more and more lately (enough that I've booked an appointment with my doctor - we'll see what - if anything - comes of that), but didn't really feel comfortable doing it, as I didn't know how to phrase the prayer request without telling the entire history of my illness. So I stayed seated.
As the worship session was quieting down, the Pastor stood up to give the closing prayer and said, "I have a message for some of you. I want to pray with you a prayer of healing" (cue my jaw dropping). "I know some of you are troubled by pains different places in your body, and I believe that the Holy Spirit will begin His work in you today, and that He will heal you. So those of you who are experiencing pains, put your hand on the part of your body that hurts, and pray this prayer together with me."
I sat down, I couldn't stand up any longer, I was bawling (why does one cry when moved? Doesn't seem to make sense. But I digress). I couldn't believe that within 5 minutes of me wishing I was brave enough to go up and ask for healing, the Pastor stood up, and made it unnecessary. Seriously, I was a mess. I'm not used to God talking to me like that. That was... that was something else!
So what now? I don't actually know, to tell you the truth. Well, I know that I haven't been healed here and now. I still can't move my foot any more than I could this morning. But the message was that the Holy Spirit would start His work today. Of course I believe that God can heal me just like that (imagine me snapping my fingers), but for whatever reason, that wasn't the impression I got of what the Pastor thought would happen today. Secondly, the prayer was for removal of pain specifically. Even if my foot never gets any better than it is now, if I'm rid of the getting on crippling pains I experience after having been standing or walking for too long (and 'too long' is becoming shorter and shorter time) - that's a miracle in and of itself.
And if nothing happens? Well... I guess then the message wasn't for me. I'd be disappointed, but I'll live. Even Paul didn't have all his prayers answered ;-)
Friday, May 1, 2009
Bøger læst i april
Bøger markeret med * er læst for enten Tellerup eller Armchair Interviews
Amory, Jay: Pirates of the Relentless Desert*, 4/5
Barrie, J.M.: Peter Pan, 4.5/5
Corrigan, Maureen: Leave Me Alone, I'm Reading, 2/5
Ellis, Anne Dee: Everything is Fine*, 2/5
Fielding, Joy: Grand Avenue, 3/5
Hall, Barbara: The Music Teacher*, 3/5
Harrison, Michelle: The Thirteen Treasures*, 4/5
Jordan, Tori: Addition, 2.5/5
King, Stephen: Insomnia, 4/5
Kingsley, Kaza: Erec Rex: The Dragon's Eye*, 4/5
Lamott, Anne: Traveling Mercies, 3/5
Lewis, C.S.: The Horse and His Boy (Narnia #3), 3/5
Lewis, C.S.: The Last Battle (Narnia #7), 4/5
Lewis, C.S.: The Silver Chair (Narnia #6), 4/5
Lewis, C.S.: The Voyage of the Dawn Treader (Narnia #5), 4.5/5
Miller, Karen: The Innocent Mage*, 4/5
Ott, Estrid: Tonni på tourné, 4/5
Owen, Sharon: The Tea House on Mulberry Street, 4/5
Sedgwick, Marcus: My Swordhand is Singing*, 3.5/5
Shaffer, Mary Ann: The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society, 5/5
Shreve, Anita: Testimony, 3/5
Sisco, Andrea: A Deadly Habit*, 3/5
Sleator, William: House of Stairs, 3.5/5
Summers, Lorna: Third, 5/5
Månedens bog: The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society
Amory, Jay: Pirates of the Relentless Desert*, 4/5
Barrie, J.M.: Peter Pan, 4.5/5
Corrigan, Maureen: Leave Me Alone, I'm Reading, 2/5
Ellis, Anne Dee: Everything is Fine*, 2/5
Fielding, Joy: Grand Avenue, 3/5
Hall, Barbara: The Music Teacher*, 3/5
Harrison, Michelle: The Thirteen Treasures*, 4/5
Jordan, Tori: Addition, 2.5/5
King, Stephen: Insomnia, 4/5
Kingsley, Kaza: Erec Rex: The Dragon's Eye*, 4/5
Lamott, Anne: Traveling Mercies, 3/5
Lewis, C.S.: The Horse and His Boy (Narnia #3), 3/5
Lewis, C.S.: The Last Battle (Narnia #7), 4/5
Lewis, C.S.: The Silver Chair (Narnia #6), 4/5
Lewis, C.S.: The Voyage of the Dawn Treader (Narnia #5), 4.5/5
Miller, Karen: The Innocent Mage*, 4/5
Ott, Estrid: Tonni på tourné, 4/5
Owen, Sharon: The Tea House on Mulberry Street, 4/5
Sedgwick, Marcus: My Swordhand is Singing*, 3.5/5
Shaffer, Mary Ann: The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society, 5/5
Shreve, Anita: Testimony, 3/5
Sisco, Andrea: A Deadly Habit*, 3/5
Sleator, William: House of Stairs, 3.5/5
Summers, Lorna: Third, 5/5
Månedens bog: The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society
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