I'm Fine.

Several years ago, I took my teenage daughter to the doctor for something painful and annoying like an ingrown toenail. The doctor walks into the exam room and says, "Hello! How are you today?" She said, "Fine", but she's thinking, Really, sir? obviously I'm not fine, or I wouldn't be here! To this day when I hear someone say they're fine I have to wonder, especially when it's my daughter!! But I say it too. I'm not sure if people are just being polite and making conversation, or if they genuinely want to know how I am doing. I always want to give glory to God, and tell what great things He has done. I want everyone to know how blessed I am to be alive, how grateful I am that I'm not confined to a wheelchair. But how many negative details do I include? Do they want to know that the nerve pain is constantly crazy in my hands and feet? that I must walk very carefully bec...