One last mention of spookiness before Halloween is gone and we can move on to nicer things. Edgar Allan Poe spent much of his life in Baltimore, and died here mysteriously in 1849. In honor of Poe's funeral (the city recently hosted a funeral because he didn't get a proper one at the time), the museum down the street held a creepy celebration. Poe was there, and was rather polite if you're wondering. Weird, I know, but I enjoyed the quirkiness. This city loves its Poe.
Saturday, October 31, 2009
Happy Halloween!
Thursday, October 29, 2009
Miracles
Last night we went to an event at the hospital for staff, students and patients. Apart from feeling really cool walking through the hospital like I had important things to do, a special thing happened.
For a few minutes we got to hear from the amazing Dr. Ben Carson. He is the head of pediatric neurosurgery at Hopkins, has written a number of bestselling books, and even has a movie about his life (where he's played by Cuba Gooding Jr!). He spoke about times he has taken on cases that others called impossible because he knows that God can, and does, use him to perform miracles.
He told the story of a baby who was born with a large tumor at his brain stem. The doctors told the parents there was no hope for the baby, and to take him home to be comfortable for the remaining 6 months of his life. Dr. Carson heard of the case and chose to operate. He removed a large portion, and in the next few months the tumor continued to shrink and shrink until it finally disappeared. A month ago he was giving a lecture in Oklahoma and a family came up to talk with him. The boy, now a perfectly healthy 20-year-old college student, stood before him smiling.
Dr. Carson looked up at all of us and reminded us that it is often hard to be a Christian in a place where many believe that science and religion are mutually exclusive. But, they don't have to be. God works through medicine and performs miracles through doctors. Thankfully.
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
Monday, October 26, 2009
Boston, MA
Boston is an amazing place. The cemeteries, the fall foliage, the history, the mystery- we loved it. Except David thought I was weird for liking the cemeteries so much. I even got mad at a guard who wouldn't let me see Paul Revere's grave. Not my high point, I'll admit. Cemeteries have so many stories, so much drama. Families, children, marriage, sadness. All that human stuff, all in one place.
Sunday, October 18, 2009
Spoooooooky
I feel robbed
Dear California,
The past few days it's been in the mid-40s. It is October, and I'm already wearing my warmest clothes. I have come to the conclusion that you have been robbing me of seasons for the majority of my life. Especially you, SLO, with your January beach days and your 70 degrees all year round. You are especially to blame. You've made me soft, and I need this year to toughen up again. Then, then when I come back to you again I will better appreciate you because I've known different. I've known snow and storms and cold, cold wind. Then, I will love you even more.
Sincerely,
Lindsay
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