Audra Krell

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A Cell By Any Other Name

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What is it in us that wants to rewrite history? I suspect some of it is money driven.

In my teen and early adult years, I was a bit of a hoarder. I was hoarding before hoarding was cool. I saved my college text books. All of them. They were heavy and hard to lug around. In the fall, my mom drove my textbooks down from storage in Colorado. Our oldest son Keegan is taking an Africana Studies class this semester and needed a book called Incidents in the Life of A Slave Girl. Can you imagine my joy when I pulled out that old book and gleefully presented it to my son? Over the top I tell you. Me and the Mister were gonna save $17.46 on a text book, clearly paying for all those years of carting the books back and forth between AZ and CO.

But just like that it was over. My book, wasn’t the right edition and was therefore not allowed to be used. The authors even added 140 pages to my edition. What? Slavery in the 1800’s has changed so much in the past 20 years that a third of the book was added? Well I’ll be. I had no idea history was so different. Makes me wonder what all I don’t know.

Now there is the matter of me going back to school for nursing. Some of the schools won’t accept my science classes because they say I took them too long ago. Seriously? Biology has changed so much that I need to retake it? Cells don’t divide the same way anymore? Meiosis and Mitosis are thing of the late 1980’s?

I know the picture above looks like a lozenge or a filled in lifesaver candy, but I’m pretty sure a blood cell is still a blood cell.

Well I just can’t wait. Tell me all about how chromosomes and ribosomes and nucleus’ have changed.

Or could you just want me to write another check?

I’ll let you know after I take the classes. You should probably hold your breath.

History is apparently not what we thought it was.

Even so, I shall look with joy to the future.

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An Adult Child of Education

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So we got big day tomorrow folks. I’m beginning an accelerated nursing assistant program. Come Christmas and God willing, I will be a CNA. This is a continuation of a dream and a calling God has placed in my heart, after working in the hospital on our medical mission trip this past July.

Here are 5 bonuses for returning to school:

I get to pack my lunch. Got ahold of these little babies today: LUNCHBLOX.  Only thing better would be if they came in pink.

Speaking of pink, I have to bring my stethoscope and it is of course, the most beautiful pink you’ve ever seen in your whole life.

I’ll probably be the oldest person in the class. Everyone will look to me as the fascinating non-pierced,least hip, non-tatted dinosaur that I am.

I got new school supplies. A suh weet lime green notebook and some cool pens.

The number one best thing about it, is that I have the honor of learning how to care for God’s people in a new way.

I can’t wait to be a student again.

I’m an URN

Valladolid Team

We partnered with International Medical Assistance and served in Valladolid, Yucatan, MEXICO for one week.

One life-changing week.I’d heard the trip would change my life. Heard, but didn’t comprehend. I’m still struggling to write because so much happened. It’s time to jump in though.

I’m now an URN. An Unregistered Nurse in every US state and most in Mexico.

Caring for the patients in post-op for 10,11 and 12 hour days has left me burning with passion to answer God’s call. The call to care for all of His people in a deeper way. Being a part of something much bigger than myself has become my one desire.

I’m exploring all the options for going back to school to become a nurse. Maybe even a Registered Nurse if I’m lucky.

I’ve got to believe though, that after everything I was privileged to do and all the medical things I participated in, that in God’s economy, I’m registered. Seems a real fine place to start.

So, much more later. For now I’m asking God to reveal the path.

What about you? What do you when you are overwhelmed with the good choices of fully living?

Haboob Season

After getting the mail last week I rushed inside, breathless with anticipation.  It had finally arrived!  It only comes but once a year…..the Desert Doppler Monsoon Guide. 

Being that it’s Father’s Day, you might think you know what a Haboob is.  No, it’s not your Dad getting down with all his new grill toys. It’s not even your Father-in-Law showing off his new pair of trunks at the pool block party.  A Haboob is a little bit worse than that.  It’s a dust storm.  It occurs when a giant wall of dust is created as a storm collapses.  The cold air in front of a storm flows downward very quickly, then picks up dust and sand that explodes in the air.  The wall of dust can be as tall as 1,500 – 3,000 feet and can be 100 miles wide.  Whoa.  Arizona sees about 30 of these storms a year.   I just never had a name for them before.

And now for a big shout out to someone very special to me.  We love you Grandpa Mike!  "Poppy" had a severe heart attack the day after Mother’s Day and is just doing beautifully now.  We are so glad that you are in our lives, on this Father’s Day – and always.

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