Hi folks... I wonder if anyone still checks this page anymore after my inability to post anything for the last month or more. With parenting, I've discovered that I have a lot going on, but not much of it is of any interest to anybody except those going through the same things, or those who've already have gone through the same things and want to laugh at our pain. :)
Anyway, I finally got some news on my stomach ailments after buffeting back and forth between dozens of possibilities for months. It appears that I have a wonderful bacterium called Clostridium difficile. Feel free to peruse the Mayo Clinic's informational page if you have a strong stomach. (After reading it, you'll realize why I don't...) As of this moment, I don't know if I have the antibiotic-resistant variety, but I have no reason to believe that I do.
That said, with some strains of C. diff hitting the headlines lately as the new "super bug" along with MRSA and others, it's sure nice to know that I could be counted among the statistics. :) It just shows that mankind's ways still lead to death and I've contributed my fair share along the way. But sometimes, we're just in the path of previous generation's sins against God. In this particular case, it's a mixture of both. God tells us plainly about quarantine and washing up in His Laws, and even though Israel didn't know about Germ Theory way back then, God did. Our knowledge of it today sure hasn't made us any wiser about it (hence the ridiculous amount of antibiotics that I've been prescribed that possibly got me in this position in the first place). But if previous generations would have followed these laws, the problems we have with germs today wouldn't exist. If I had followed them, I would have had a higher chance of not getting one of them.
So to me, this all seems to point to the idea that no matter how much knowledge mankind has gathered that somehow "proves we don't need God anymore", we still very much do. I for one, am one silly child who stuck my hand in the fire and found out it burned rather than listening to my Father who already told me so... regardless of what actually makes the fire hot.