Dear Friends,
This week, I begin another round of PT to try to keep my knee from becoming more stiff and immobile. I visit this therapist a couple of times a year, and so far the therapy is successfully maintaining the mobility achieved at that first round in 2014. I always go into PT with a little bit of dread because it is quite painful, and causes me to focus on the issue with my knee. It also brings back memories of those early days of pain, fear and despair as I struggled to cope with the outcome of the surgery.
Today, I am sharing this post from a couple of years ago as a reminder, both for me and for you, that God's goodness is the same no matter what is going on with us. He is faithful, he loves us, and He is good. Amen?
“No one wants to hear, ‘That’s it for you; this is the best it’s ever going to be,’ right?”
This week, I begin another round of PT to try to keep my knee from becoming more stiff and immobile. I visit this therapist a couple of times a year, and so far the therapy is successfully maintaining the mobility achieved at that first round in 2014. I always go into PT with a little bit of dread because it is quite painful, and causes me to focus on the issue with my knee. It also brings back memories of those early days of pain, fear and despair as I struggled to cope with the outcome of the surgery.
Today, I am sharing this post from a couple of years ago as a reminder, both for me and for you, that God's goodness is the same no matter what is going on with us. He is faithful, he loves us, and He is good. Amen?
“No one wants to hear, ‘That’s it for you; this is the best it’s ever going to be,’ right?”
These were the words of my physical therapist, as she worked on my leg last week. You may have read the blog post in which I shared my decision making process when offered a new treatment. Well, I decided to go ahead and try the treatment, and that is what brought me to this conversation. As she was working on my leg, I asked my PT some questions about what my options might be, going forward. At some point, I will probably need some kind of surgical intervention again, and I am always interested in the knowledge and opinions of rehab professionals as to how soon that might be. In her attempt to be encouraging, she shared with me some strategies for “putting off the inevitable” in my case, and the sentence at the beginning of this post was basically her way of saying that there is always a chance it could get better.
For a brief moment after those words, I felt despair. No, I don’t want to hear that I’m never going to get better, have pain relief, or enjoy full mobility again. On the other hand, I don’t really appreciate a sugar coating on a bitter truth, either. My heart sank for a split second as her words sank in, but thankfully, the Holy Spirit, who is always busy in my heart, was quick to lift me up again. He reminded me about the truth of “the best it’s ever going to be.” He brought to my mind the glorified body I will have when I am with the Lord. There will be no pain there, no limited mobility, no regret, no anger, sadness, or tears. I absolutely cannot wait for that day when this broken body is renewed, perfected, and made far better than it ever was in my lifetime.
Philippians 3:21 says that He “…will transform our lowly body to be like his glorious body, by the power that enables him even to subject all things to himself.” Wow! My body will be like His, transformed by the power of His sovereignty! How can the words of any human being bring me down, when God’s Word says that I will not have to suffer this way much longer? This life, however painful or problematic, is a vapor (James 4:14), but my glorified, perfect body will be mine for eternity! When I imagine the things I will be able to do, I am so excited I can hardly contain it! Running and jumping come to mind, and I always loved skipping, even as an adult!
But do you want to know what I am looking forward to the most? Walking. Not just because I love to walk, or miss it, or wish I could do it comfortably. I want to walk because I want to walk with Him. I can imagine us walking side by side on the New Earth, strolling over beautiful hills and through quiet valleys. As we walk, I am telling him all the things that I love about Him, and thanking Him for all the many blessings He has poured out on me. We are talking about His Word, and how powerful it was in my life. He is telling me all about His glory, His goodness, and His perfection, much of which I could not see or understand when I was still living in my fallen state. We walk for miles and miles, never tiring. Sometimes we are silent, just enjoying the beauty and glory of perfection.
As I think on these things, the voice of the physical therapist fades into the background, and I am filled with joy instead of despair, confidence instead of fear, and hope instead of dread. My dear Savior is waiting for me in paradise, planning our eternal walk together. He has gone to prepare a place for me (John 14:3), and that place has more beautiful walking trails than any place on this broken planet. In a moment, in the blink of an eye, I will be healed, perfected, pain-free. Never again will I suffer the consequences of my sin or anyone else’s!
There’s a song my mom used to sing that is playing in my mind as I write this today. It’s called “In the Garden,” and it was written by Charles A. Miles. The chorus goes like this:
And He walks with me, and He talks with me,
And He tells me I am His own;
And the joy we share as we tarry there,
None other has ever known.
And He tells me I am His own;
And the joy we share as we tarry there,
None other has ever known.
Friend, even as you suffer today, ask the Lord for a glimpse of that eternal walk. Look forward to the glory He has in store for you in just a little while. You will be healed, you will be restored, and you, too, will one day walk with Him. Hallelujah! What a Healer!
