​I confess, I’m a sports junkie. It’s really my dad’s fault. I’m also good at blameshifting, but that’s for another blog. Growing up outside Nashville, TN, I became hooked on playing and watching some form of baseball, basketball and football year round. I loved them all. I lived for competition at every turn. As kids, we played something outside almost every day. We always kept score. I remember clearing the basketball court of snow in February and trying to play basketball with gloves on because we were tired of killing each other in football by that point. Other than when my cruel parents made me go to school, most of my growing up I was either playing or watching sports. At least we had sports at school!

Modern medicine has made eye-popping, jaw-dropping advances. With technology and creativity and man’s endless desire to solve the next problem, we have done amazing things for the human body. Brain surgeries to cure tremors and surgeries on babies still in the womb still seem unbelievable. I’m thankful for God’s common grace of surgeons, doctors and drug researchers to contribute to the good of man.