
About three minutes into the process of my hygienist cleaning my teeth she said "You have good teeth." Really? Turns out that the gift of my teeth handed down from my family have trumped all the years of neglect of cleaning my teeth.
In the fourth minute of cleaning she said, "We can't do this all at once." I had to have two cleanings to get my teeth clean. I was prepared by my friend Peter for this reality as he had the same experience and he wore out his hygienist and she could go no further.
Biblically, gaps appeared where they had not in years. The glory of the whole trip was to be praised by more than one person about how good my teeth are and to find out I did not have a single cavity.

1 comment:
That is both gross and awesome.
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