Wednesday, April 08, 2015

I Prayed....and I Walked.

I know, it has been so long. I apologize. There have been many thoughts floating around in my head, and yet, I have struggled to put them into words these past few months.

As many of you know, I returned to Canada, and I had back surgery in early March. I'm in recovery mode now, although it has been much tougher than I imagined.
Up until a week ago past, Tuesday, there were weeks when the pain was too great to even leave my bed. I'll be honest.....it was getting old, quickly. I tried as I might, to have a good attitude, but there were days.......

Easter was coming, and, Easter being my favourite holiday, I was NOT happy about the possibility of spending it at Bedside Baptist. And so with determination setting in......I prayed...yet once again.

Now, my relationship with God, with Jesus....is very.....well.....relational.....how do I describe it? The way you talk to your spouse, I suppose, is how I talk to Jesus. You know how you lay in bed at night and share thoughts and secrets...that's us. You know how...sometimes you nag.....sometimes you are sweet....sometimes you present ideas to your spouse by starting with...."Hey....wouldn't it be cool if........"

Yes, that's my relationship with Jesus. And so that Monday, when I struggled to even walk to the en suite, I had a ....well....a come to Jesus meeting, with Jesus.

"Look, here's the deal, I know you can heal me....I truly believe. I know you have a reason for having me this way so far. I understand that I don't understand your plan for my life. I understand that you will give me as much info as I need for the moment. But I know you have a plan for me, and shouldn't we start getting about the business of it?  Wouldn't it be cool if........I was healed for Easter? Okay, reality is, I know you may not....but I really want to be healed for Easter. Thats where I am at. I choose not to be bitter, if I'm not. I choose to trust if I am not. But...I want to be. "

And that Monday,that ....was the prayer.
And Tuesday, I walked.

Do I still have pain, yes. Do I have post surgery problems, yes. Does my body scream at me, after a day of being out, yes. But I can walk.

And Easter, was, so sweet, so rich, so wonderful. On Friday, was probably one of the best Good Friday services I have ever attended......except....oh as we sang....my legs wanted to jump up and stand.....and I did...once I could contain myself no longer.

"From life's first cry, to final breath, Jesus commands my destiny."

We had communion twice that weekend. Oh the beautiful reminder. A few years ago, Jesus and I decided that communion to us....would be an anniversary of our relationship....a recommitment of our vows to each other...to cherish...love, and yes for me....obey. And so this past weekend, I celebrated, not once but twice, the love that I have been so blessed to have bestowed upon me.

"You have stolen my heart with one glance of your eyes."

I'm still unsure of the time frame of my future. I still have some healing to do.

But, may I never forget...........

I prayed, and I walked.



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