On April 21, I was working in our kitchen and took a nasty fall. Our old landline phone was finally calling it quits. I had picked up a new phone and was setting up the cables and wireless router, plugging the whole thing in to the electricity source. In order to get to the socket behind the shelf in the kitchen, I had to move a plastic box we use for food storage. Typically, the box is on a shelf, but because I needed to move it to get to the electric socket, it was out in the open. I was up on a chair (don’t judge….), and while I was not unbalanced on the chair, as I was stepping out of it, I stepped onto the plastic box. My right foot went forward. The rest of me went flying backwards, breaking my left radius. While I was screaming, my daughter brought me an ice pack and called my mother-in-law.
A trip to the ER confirmed my fears. My left wrist was broken badly. A phone call to my own mother and a good dose of pain meds comforted me for a while, plus the visit of two friends from church and the prayers of many. I was set for surgery within a few days, and once surgery was complete, the pain in my left hand immediately reminded me of what our Savior, the Lord Jesus Christ, must’ve felt like in some small way when the nails were in his hands. He ministered to me in my pain; I connected with Him in His isolation.
A week after surgery I began physical therapy. I’m taking it slowly and am trusting that the methods of science and the providence of God will cause His will to be done in my life. And in my wrist. Please continue to pray for complete use. At least I can type with both hands, and that’s an answer to prayer! How can I keep up with blogs and facebook with just one hand?! LOL
My left arm felt like a bag of mush. The physical therapist mentioned that muscles will often atrophy within twenty-four hours of not being used. My mind automatically went into blogging mode, and I started thinking about how that applies to us spiritually.
What happens to us if we neglect God’s written Word for a day? A week? A month?
What happens to us if we do not come to Him in prayer?
What happens when we make a choice not to join ourselves to Him through the Lord’s Supper or make little of His words to us to be baptized?
What happens when we make poor choices in friends or lifestyle?
We atrophy. Just like the arm muscles after two weeks in a sling. Just like my left thumb that doesn’t want to cooperate with the rest of me.
And so we heal. My hand heals. Our hearts heal as we come back to the author and finisher of our faith, even Jesus Christ. Let Him heal you today of all that has been broken. Of all that has atrophied from a time of misuse and neglect. Of all that is in need of healing today. He is the Great Physician, our Jehovah Rapha!
