Brokenness . . . brokenness is what I . . . long for??

I don't think so . . . Seriously! Something is very wrong with my foot -- just in time for me to have to wear a lovely something-or-other and use some beautiful crutches at my brother's otherwise almost-perfect wedding. How sad is that? I can't drive . . . I most likely won't be able to work, either.

But then I thought about it and I decided that maybe it's a good thing. My aunt was going to travel with me, and I know she would drive if I can't. But, if I stay at home (which I was planning on doing anyway -- I will need to do laundry), I won't be able to get TO the wedding, and I'll have to ask Mom and Dad to take me. Maybe this is the only way to get them to go. If that is the case, then it's well worth it.

Every blessing You pour out I'll turn back to praise
When the darkness closes in, Lord, still I will say
Blessed be the name of the Lord; blessed be Your name
Blessed be the name of the Lord; blessed be Your glorious name

Meanwhile, what's a chick to do? I'm hungry! I think I'm going to have my aunt take me to the doctor tomorrow.
~MK