One thing I think on from time to time; are the moments, when my doctor had me confined to my upstairs bedroom for 3 months…following a major knee surgery. I guess I think back on this moment in my life; because I truly believe that these were some of the moments that brought my heart down to the level, for which God was going to use me, in the days ahead.
I will never forget these very long and drawn out months of recovery! Before this surgery had taken place, I had gone through a major knee dislocation, while coming down the stairs from my bedroom. The knee had dislocated so badly; that the kneecap had went off the joint surface and was lying on the right side of my leg.
After my husband bravely took hold of the kneecap and placed it back on the joint surface, I was once more sent back to my orthopedic surgeon, where they came to see that I had torn my tendon, along with other complications…so as you can see; the doctor confined me to my bedroom after that surgery because he was afraid that the left knee might do the same, as I had the same condition with both knees.
After my husband had gone back to work…after taking some time off to help me; I sat in that room completely alone…with no phone calls or visits from anyone. The days seemed so long and difficult to get through...and I have to tell you…I didn’t know if I could get through this time emotionally; but as you can see…I did make it through…and I learned a lot along the way, which has only added to the heart that God has now given me.
No matter what you experience in life…and no matter how difficult it may seem; just know that God does have a plan…and He will never leave you or forsake you, until that plan has come to completion.