Two weeks ago I woke up with a toothache. My gum was extremely swollen and I could not chew without shooting pain. Hoping it would go away on it's own, I ignored the throbbing all weekend while I oversaw a Lock-in, preached three Sunday morning sermons, and led youth group Sunday evening. In between these events I spent much time in front the mirror brushing and flossing. John gently encouraged/chided me to take better care of my teeth in the future.
I had not been to the dentist in over a year and a half and was dreading the inevitable visit. The one cavity I experienced in my lifetime turned into my one root canal.
I set up an emergency dental appointment the following Monday. After x-raying the troublesome tooth, the dentist made the following declaration:
"What?" I asked, utterly perplexed.
He continued, "I don't normally tell my patients this, but don't floss for a few days. Your teeth are absolutely fine, you've just managed to really irritate the gum."
I went home and smugly reported the findings to John. I also quoted my new favorite dentist who said I had very nice teeth...his exact phrase was that I had "virgin teeth."
This story has been ruminating in my brain for the past few weeks. I'm certain it has all the makings of a good sermon illustration...I just don't know how.
So five points to the person who comes up with the best sermon illustration for this story. I'll take the winning illustration, scour scripture to find a text that is remotely connected and preach away! jk