Don’t Pray For Me. Pray For My Dentist!

Chocolate Vent

I had yet another dental appointment this week & was scared for my life. I would rather be stuck with 5,000 needles than to have a drill in my mouth for two hours on a single tooth. My new dentist is pretty good (I just started going to him this year) but when I walked into his office he didn’t seem as upbeat as usual.

That’s when it dawned on me that my prayers this morning were for the wrong person. I was praying that God keep me safe & calm during my root canal but I should’ve been praying for my dentist (actually the endodontist) instead. After all, he’s the one with the drill & the Novocain in his hands. It doesn’t matter how calm I am if my dentist didn’t get a good night’s rest. He might be too tired to do the best possible job on my…

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