|When I Was a Health Risk to Society|
My radioactive body brought me shame. But I learned how to bring my fears to the Cross.
When I was radioactive, I carried a card in my wallet to explain why I set off alarms at the airport with my body. The card read, “Rachel Jones has undergone nuclear medical treatment.”
I keep the card in my wallet, even though I no longer need to show it at airports. I love the card and I hate it. I love it because it says I had nuclear treatment, which simply sounds awesome. I hate it because that awesome-sounding treatment didn’t give me the ability to fly or glow in the dark. ...
Friday, April 3, 2020
I learned how to bring my fears to the Cross