Just Pamela here. I have been thinking a lot about communication lately and how much we take it for granted. Obviously, being a speech language pathologist, communication is near and dear to my heart, but even I took it for granted. On Friday, my phone quit working and I realized I was at home all alone with no phone, no car (two of them wouldn’t start that morning), no voice to yell, and Amish for neighbors. Talk about feeling vulnerable! Drake reminded me that I still had the internet. However, since I don’t have facebook, that left me with email and waiting for someone to read it. We had a good laugh. Bottom line is that I love to talk and even text, and I miss my normal voice and my phone! I know it is not the end of the world and I have been using this time to focus on God and my family more, which was probably the ultimate plan anyway.
I have been asked when I plan to return to work, and I have stopped trying to put a date on it. God’s timing is perfect, and I believe He will let me know when it is time. Drake has been naming my changing voice. Apparently, I went from the “old lady smoker voice” to the “helium-sucking munchkin voice”. It is all very humbling but really a small issue in the bigger scheme of things. For all of you strong voice people, make your voices be heard today: whether it be standing up for what is right, encouraging another person, or just telling someone you love them!
Ps 19:14 May the words of my mouth and the meditations of my heart be pure and pleasing to you, O Lord, my rock and my redeemer.