There I was…stuck again, laying on the couch with ice underneath me, legs propped up. A chronic back condition, which flared up from time to time, left me with limited mobility for approximately 3 days. It was horrible timing. Always is of course.
Cambria’s (my oldest daughter) birthday was the following week and a room make over was on the agenda, along with a family gathering at my house, only days away. As if I hadn’t been panicked enough and then this! But the funny thing was I didn’t panic. I paid the girls a little to start on the room project, Scott jumped in and became ‘Mr Mom’ and everything in between. I felt such peace- such rest. (completely out of the norm)
My senses suddenly became so keen. I saw flowers I’d never noticed as I hobbled along. The air smelled fresher. I delighted myself in a home decor magazine and again felt such rest. It wasn’t like any scheduled rest either because it seemed guilt had a way of squeezing into those plans and I’d be up again doing some ‘necessary’ task. This time of rest held no guilt because I had no choice. "REST," doctors orders.
How funny and ironic life is. What originally was horrible timing for an injury turned into divine timing for rest. I don’t understand Gods ways sometimes but one thing is for sure-He knows what is best for us and sometimes the delivery He uses is quite a surprise. I am not suggesting that the Lord brought pain to my back, but in allowing it to continue, in His sovereign plan, He turned the negative into a blessing.
Thank you Lord for giving me rest. Help me to receive that rest from you on a daily basis.
"Be still and know that I am God." Psalm 46:10
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