While visiting a diabetic friend of mine, it time came for her daily dose of insulin. She slightly lifted her shirt and pressed the insulin pen firmly against her abdomen. She held it in place. “What are you doing!?” I asked. “I’m giving myself my insulin . . . it’s soaking in my skin,” she replied. “No, it’s not,” I said. “Yes, it is!” she insisted. As a pharmacist, I was very familiar with the device she was using. The only way the insulin goes from the pen to the patient is by Continue Reading
What’s On Your Mind?
When I was a child, I was terrified of holes. Yes, holes. All holes. From the large gaping hole exposed when the water supply of a residential area was left uncovered to the holes that form in the batter when pancakes were being prepared for a Saturday morning breakfast feast. I was convinced that all holes were dangerous and served to draw me into them against my will where I’d spend eternity away from my family and friends. As a result, I never wanted to eat pancakes and my mother would always Continue Reading
My Feelings and My Faith
“In addition to all of this, take up the shield of faith, with which you can extinguish all the flaming arrows of the evil one.” (Ephesians 6:16) The piece of armor Paul is referring to here is the large Roman shield covered with leather, which could be soaked in water and used to put out flame-tipped arrows. Although the Roman soldiers needed this physical shield to protect them while in battle with surrounding armies, Paul knew that this church in Ephesus also needed a spiritual shield Continue Reading