[Child's name] cried histerically today because I cut his nails... He screamed.... "I don't want my nails cut... I can't pick my boogers when my nails are cut."
When I first read the above quote from a Facebook account holder's Status Update, I laughed and thought it was funny and cute. But overnight, my brain manufactured a thought with which I awoke this morning and had to share.
With all the H1N1 legitimaticy and media hype over the past several months, I cannot help but wonder if people are cleaning underneath their finger nails! I've watched most of all the CSI television shows, forensic files and have heard about DNA scrapings most of my adult life. But the above quote got me to thinking, while we have been almost obsessively washing our hands with either/both hand sanitizer and antibacterial soaps after EVERY sneeze and almost literally touching ANYTHING (have we almost completely become a germophobic society?!), are ALL of our hands, including UNDER our nails, getting clean?
I've been somewhat fortunate to have been "gifted" with a birth defect called Nail Patella Syndrome, which affects my finger- and toe-nails, causing them not to grow normally (not even long enough to reach the ends of my fingers!), but I have to keep the nail portion and the cuticles trimmed to prevent them from snagging on clothing. While it isn't painful, I don't have to worry about DNA, since again, there's no room "under" the nail!
So, again, I wonder, are our hands REALLY clean these days? Maybe a more regular trimming of the nails ISN'T a bad idea (and, DON'T FORGET to clean under those nails!)!
A peek into my mind, to hear the thoughts of a 40-something single male as he walks this planet called Earth.
John M. Kirton II
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My Story
- John M. Kirton II
- I attended public school for two years and private school for the remainder of my education. After graduation, I attended Bible college in Dallas, Texas, for four and one-half years consecutively. Unfortunately, I failed a class and was unable to graduate with my class but God enabled me to re-take the course and I graduated with a Bachelor of Arts with a major in Bible and minors in Youth Ministry and Biblical Languages in 1994. After failing the aforementioned course, I had continued attending a church but began to falter in my faith. It was during my second year after my Bible college years that I was introduced to the International Churches of Christ (ICOC), where I became a member and was involved for twelve years. It was not until my twelfth year that, after much prayer from my parents and closest friends, Greg Faure and Wayne Stiles, I became convinced that the ICOC was a religious sect. In June, 2000, I left the ICOC and became a covenant member of The Village Church in Highland Village, TX, in April, 2004.
