I’ve been hiatus for the last couple of weeks, though not entirely by choice. It’s our desire to update this blog at least once a week, and I’ve been pretty good about that so far, though I can see how easily that can be derailed through even a minor change in circumstances. 

Two weeks ago we were on our way to Baltimore, Maryland *1* to speak at a mission’s conference about what God is doing in France and why we feel He’s specifically called us there. We had a wonderful weekend, meeting new people, visiting with some good friends, and hearing from other missionaries about what God is doing in other parts of the world *2* and would have counted the weekend a complete success had we not brought unwanted hitchhikers with us when we left. Specifically, about 1,000,000 million of them, viral in nature, enough to take down, in this order, Avonlea, Donnette, myself and eventually Oliver. I’m not a paranoid germaphobe, but every time Avonlea sneezed in my face I knew what was coming, and wasn’t the least little bit surprised that I spent Sunday, not communing with my fellow believers at Sovereign Grace, but shivering under a blanket counting the minutes until I could take more Advil. This flu has been pernicious, in that as soon as one of us has gotten over it, another has fallen victim, so much so that even now, over a week after the start, I am going to have to cut this post a little short because Oliver has tired of being left in his swing. 

Not to complain about the flu. I’m pretty sure that to have kids is to, at some point, have sick kids, and without even trying I can think of at least three families who have undergone much more than we have recently and would be more than happy to trade places with us. We’ve all been sick, but we did get to spend 5 straight uninterrupted days together as a family, and even with a fever that is a deep joy. 

With Oliver a few days into his medication and not running a fever anymore, I hope to see many of your smiling faces very soon. Thank you to all who wished us well and have been praying for us during this time. 


*1* Is the “Maryland” necessary? Is there another Baltimore that people would assume we visited? 

*2* Lots. 

One thought on “Sick

  1. I enjoy your blog. Sorry about the flu. While in Baltimore did you hear the strange Baltimore accent? Baltimoreans also have a gift for substituting words and creating new ones: “Presbyterians” are people who cross streets, curbs are curves and curves are curbs, “Harrid Street” is actually Howard Street, “Hollandtown” is Highlandtown, and “downey aytion” is where Baltimoreans go in the summertime…

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