“I can see the swelling and a little bit of bruise,” my doctor uttered as he tried to bend my right knee cautiously though I advised him that I could tolerate a high level of pain.
Days before, I was rushing to go into the backyard as I waved goodbye to my son who was leaving to go to school. I accidentally hit my right knee as I swung open the door leading to the garage and the “bump pain” didn’t bother me. I went to the backyard and started pulling some unsightly weeds lodged superficially in between the gravel. With bending and squatting for a little over an hour, I felt an increasing tightness and soreness with that knee. Still…I didn’t pay attention and continued my house chores.
A couple of days later, I saw the swelling increasing around my knee region. The bruising slowly fading away where I initially got hit. It was harder to bend my knee that time without using both of my hands to aid it.
But…I never complained of pain. Immediately, I took a small dose of medication that would help with the swelling and iced the area. I emailed my work and made them aware that I would not be able to work the shifts I picked up for this weekend. Then, I decided to see my doctor who was not alarmed because of the lack of pain.
“What are you doing? Just rest,” my husband cautioned as he saw me vacuuming while doing the laundry.
“But you know me…I can’t be still…I’m okay. I’m wearing the brace I bought and careful about my movement,” I reassured.
As him and our son were on vacation this past week, it was a great time to be with them, despite the mishap on my knee.
I felt not being able to blog nor visit friends. I just wanted to get a break. But in these periods of rest, I often think about those who suffer much more than what’s bothering me. And how my situation pales to what burden others must carry. But what admiration I have for those who choose to sing praises to God despite the circumstances around them. Those who continue to pray and thank God no matter how difficult the trials they are facing. How I want that kind of attitude!!!
How real it is that our “walk as Christians” never stop. No matter what storms we face, we continue to journey. This journey that is not marked with pleasure but more of “in the midst of troubles.” There is a choice. To see those troubles and let them overwhelm us or see God Who is bigger than any trouble Who promises to be there for us at all times.
Though I walk in the midst of trouble, You will revive me; You will stretch forth Your hand against the wrath of my enemies, And Your right hand will save me. (Psalm 138:7;NASB)
God…Who is the “All-Sufficient” Support we could ever have and all we could ever need…The Refuge…The Strength…Available to all…Anytime…Anywhere…Oh…How He loves us all…