I came across this image on the web....
 


 
...and I must say...I am excited about the Narnia movies being done.  I like the dark feel of this production art.
It really gets me antsy to get the British Reading Guy out of mothballs and dive into "A Horse and His Boy".  I feel like I've been away from Narnia too long...it's time to get back there.

Soemtimes it's not easy to see what a person's really like on the inside. Not so with me...looky here, this is what my knee looks like on the inside:


Cool huh? I had knee surgery done last week...hence, my blog hasn't been updated in a while. It's hard to write cogently when you feel like a hand-grenade has gone off in your kneecap.

This is all very interesting, because when I first talked to the doctor about doing this procedure, he smiled broadly and said “Oh, it’s nothing really. You’ll probably be walking on it later that night.” Well, this filled me with all kinds of misguided optimism. “This is gonna’ be GREAT!” I thought. I sort of pictured myself coming out of the operation wearing a tux and a top-hat, and dancing with Robbie like Fred Astaire and Ginger Rogers, while a chorus line of dancing girls sang a catchy song about the resiliency of human skeletal structure.

When I did finally come to out of surgery (hours later I might add), I found myself wrapped in bandages and compresses from my thigh to my ankle. The only song being sung was one I was making up on the spot about the joys of pain medication. The doctor called me later that night to see how I was doing, and to tell me that I needed to see him the next day to get fitted with a “brace”. He explained to me that it was a little more complicated than he had anticipated, and added “You probably will be mad at me for what I did…”, and went on to detail how he had repaired, instead of removed, one of my meniscus. This was good news for my knee in the long run, but bad news in terms of recovery time.

Did I mention that I was supposed to go to Haiti in two weeks? Needless to say, that got postponed. In talking with others who have had this kind of surgery done, this is pretty common. As I told Lance about what the doctor said, he disguised his great concern for me by clutching his sides and laughing hysterically. “They ALWAYS say it was more complicated than they thought! You really believed him when he said you’d be walking that day?” He said, doubling over and wiping tears away (tears of great concern, I might add).

Anyway…I’m locked in this brace for the next three weeks at least. All things work together for good for those who love God….so I’m intrigued and looking forward to understanding the good of this. I know it’s there, because I know I love God.