Flossing Can Change Your Life (As an update to the immediately preceding post)

I went to the dentist today for my semiannual torture session. Judy, the hygienist, marveled at how great my teeth looked. She said she only found one area of build up. The dentist said everything looked great and to keep up the good work. I told Judy that I have never heard that from a dentist before. Actually, for the first time in my life, I had brushed my teeth every day and flossed every day between visits.

Later, I wondered about what made me change and begin flossing my teeth. What was it that really led to my change of action? For some reason, I’ve begun to care, but I can’t put a finger on the decision or the point at which I knew that I’d become a militant flosser.

I feel myself changing in other areas, but I’m not sure what to make of it. Maybe it’s aging. Maybe it’s the work of the Lord in my life. Maybe it’s just that I’m wearing down. I’m not sure.