So, thanks to knee-replacement surgery a few days ago, my life’s priorities seem to have shifted. Pain is a clarifier. In order:
1) my wife/nurse/cook/driver/ice girl
2) legal narcotics
3) my broncos blanket
I know the order is wrong somewhere, but it feels true. Jesus is supposed to be on the list, for sure. I think. It’s hazy. I haven’t had a devotional time in days. Can’t read yet. I am praying a bunch. Short, passionate prayers.