We had an uneventful weekend. Of course, my Facebook friends who pay attention here know that I fixed the toilet over the weekend. Those kinds of small household chores scare the daylights out of me.
Speaking of “fear”, I fully expect that we’ll hear from the doctor this week to say that they’ve selected a donor (from among the three 10/10 matches we’ve found) and there is a schedule for the transplant. Almost any way you put it, it looks now like we’ll be tied up with hospitals for Christmas. (Unless they decide to hold off the transplant until after Christmas, but I can’t see them doing that.) If they do select a donor this week, our 3-6 week “window” falls right in December.
Beth had a restful weekend. Going to church has become her big event for the week. Getting up and showering, then going to Sunday School and the worship service is a major effort. But she loves the church, she loves the people there, and she’s even made some good friends. But then she has to come home and take a long nap.
And, as far as my theological writings are concerned, this one is sure to be a winner: The theologia crucis and Luther’s critique of the analogical nature of theological language. At least the title is an exciting one 🙂