My affinity with Richard Baxter (it is not theological by the way)

The Puritan Richard Baxter once had a load of books fall on him from a great height. I on the other hand, whilst reaching for some books at a great height, have managed to break my wrist in three places. Tomorrow I will be having a metal plate inserted into my wrist to solve the problem.

Now, ironically, all of this happened within an hour of my posting these words:

Most of us are more comfortable looking at doctrines neatly displayed in glass cases than in those moments when our eyes focus on the letters that read "Emergency Break Glass." But the real test of how much we truly understand and really believe them (and by doctrine I don't mean abstract ideas but God's written truth about himself, his purposes, us, and his world in which we live), is discovered not in a classroom but more likely in a hospital waiting room, or by the side of a grave.

So there I was, sat in the A & E department of the Countess of Chester, thinking of how much I needed to apply what I had just written.