A book I read

Out Live Your Life- You Were Made to Make a Difference is Max Lucado's newest book. I was given a copy of it for free from Booksneeze.com. In return I am to post a review of it on my blog. I am not forced into writing a positive review.

Out Live Your Life is about making a difference in this world. It is a very easy read. Light, sometimes convicting, definitely eye opening. The book takes you through several passages of the book of Acts, and retells the trials of Paul as fought to bring Christ's message to people. Lucado writes sixteen chapters, each with it's own topic of how one can make a difference in today's society. He starts out with an inspiring chapter on our once in a lifetime opportunity, followed by a call to the ordinary everyone. Then he gets into the meat of the book by taking up topics such as hospitality, working together, identifying the poor and not ignoring them, giving generously quietly, and breaking down cultural walls.

Personally, I found this book to be somewhat inspiring, a nice reminder of the potential I have to make a difference. It was not a life changing book. It seemed to be a bit shallow. I suppose I feel that anyone who sat down with this topic in mind could have come up with a book as impactful as this. I don't mean to discredit Max Lucado at all. His personal stories are great, and his message true. It just isn't a book that I would rave about to my friends as a must read.

Another Trip to the Hospital

So my sweet Mary... Oh how she likes to keep us on our toes!

Last month, she split her lip and there was a huge whole that seemed to require some stitching up. So off we went to Children's hospital. The first Dr. examined her and immediately responded with, "Oh yes, she will definitely need a couple of stitches here!" She asked if they (the nurses) had applied the "freezing" cream. I replied with, "No- they said you can't put it on lips." She thought this was odd and went to "double check". I wasn't feeling very confident at this point and was feeling quite nervous. Anyways, next thing I know there are like 5 people entering the room, one of whom looked to be in charge. He was in scrubs. He examined Mary. He looked at her lip, he looked at her, he looked at her lip, he looked at me. He asked her to open and close her mouth- he looked at us each again. And then he said, "Nope, I think we'll just leave it." Apparently, they don't stitch the insides of mouths. They let them heal by themselves. Mary's cut was 95% on the inside of her lip, and you could really see it with her mouth closed so he let us go. Relief was all I felt!

Then there was this week. Mary came downstairs crying, "Mommy, there is Lego stuck up my nose!" She was quite panicked. I made her blow her nose, I tried tweezers, nothing worked. So off to the hospital we go. Two hours later, we saw a Dr. Who told me to blow into her mouth, while he plugged the other nostril. This is a miracle procedure is supposed to send objects flying across the room when there is something completely blocking the nasal passage, but Mary's Lego piece was on it's side. We tried it anyways. Five times. We managed to get the Lego piece a little further down, where the Dr. could reach it (after 4 attempts) with his special, extra long tweezers. Again, RELIEF was what we all felt. As much from the Dr. as there was from us. The piece of Lego was the same size as the central yellow piece above but it was round.