Monday I was laid low with a cracked root on a back tooth. Those of you who know my affection for anything dental will know right off the bat that I had to be miserable to go to two dentists in one day. I had received a blessing on Sunday at church for the problem. Was told that the pain would be relieved. Tuesday morning I woke up with absolutely no pain and able to eat anything. (I will NEVER eat another almond, though.) This morning I cancelled the Friday appointment with the oral surgeon. I am humbled by the experience and very grateful.