I remembered that tomorrow should be the One Word At A Time Carnival, so I clicked over to Peter's to see what word was scheduled -
Yet again, I love God's timing and sense of humor.
I will be a few hours from here, booked for magnetic resonance imaging of my brain, which I know is surely not missing but perhaps altered in some way that may be responsible for the nerve damage that is causing the rather severe hearing loss in my left ear.
There is much I do not hear, much that I am missing when I grow weary of asking "what?" for the third or fourth time. Sounds are jumbled, foggy, muted and the roaring in my head often leaves me tired indeed.
I am missing quiet, missing nuance, missing connections...
but in all this, He Is, always, and never missing at all.
Joining the crowd at Peter's place talking about missing