Sinuses, immigration, and playgrounds

Last week, I was out sick for two days battling with a suspected sinus infection. It was the residual effect of a prolonged flu I had a couple months ago. I joked with my manager that our family (my wife, Cora, and I) are part of a government research program to develop next-generation biological weapons. We three are like hosts that the virus jumps in and out of, each time mutating to become stronger.

But joking aside, this sickness will no longer be in our family, in Jesus' name! (Wow, I just blogged a prayer.)

The other thing I've been thinking about recently is immigration. Psycheout from Blogs4Brownback had asked me to write something about illegal immigration, since that is one of the reasons I'm attracted to the Brownback candidacy. I feel the Bible has a lot to say about this, and that Christian voters ought to understand what the Bible says about immigrants, legality, and social responsibility when forming their political opinions. I hope to address this in a GodTube video soon.

(More on immigration: Read an informative NYTimes article on how the Republican presidential candidates are grappling with polarized views on illegal immigration. Also, on a related note, 150,000 H1-B applications were received on the first day for filing in this new fiscal year--there are only 65,000 available spots. Among applicants, the lucky winners will be chosen by electronic ballot. Please, someone tell me there is a mistake here!)

And the third thing happening in the Wayfaring Stranger universe is warm weather here in Seattle! Yay! The other day, my wife and I took Cora to the park down the street where she climbed up the spiral slide all by herself at least 10 times. She can also hang from a bar for 20 seconds! What a strong little girl!

I've been worried a bit about Cora's small size--she's still only about 24 pounds at 26 months. There are one-year-olds that are bigger than her at our church. My game plan for bulking up my daughter is to bring her outside more often and get her to use those big muscle groups. The idea is that she exercises, which makes her eat more, and then she grows while sleeping. Brilliant. Indeed, after we came back from the park the other day, the first words out of Cora's mouth as we entered the house were: "I want food!"