“You wilt keep him in perfect peace, whose mind is stayed on You:Because he trusts in You.” Isaiah 26:3 (NKJV)
More than once, growing up, I overheard my mother tell someone that I was her weak one. That’s because I was sick—a lot. It did seem that germs had an intentional way of finding me. I spent many birthdays in bed (hello, January), fever-laden, and trying to recover from what was usually another round of tonsillitis.
Around the age of ten, someone told my parents that if I didn’t get my tonsils removed, I would lose my voice. Had I been a talker (like my sister), this would have been more likely. Family lore has it that she was born talking. I guess my parents weren’t too worried about that happening to me, because it took several years before I did get rid of those germ-grabbing throat flaps.
Finally, when I was 15, the state of my poor tonsils could no longer be ignored.
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