I remember a time, when the doctor had made me stay in my bedroom for 3 months. You see, I had just went through a major knee dislocation, which sent me to the operating room, due to a ruptured tendon…plus some other reconstruction work that needed to be done on the knee.
After returning home, the doctor did not want me going down the stairs from my bedroom because I also had another knee with the same problem, which actually stems from birth and he knew that if that knee was to dislocate; then all the work that had been done, would’ve been completely destroyed.
At first…my time upstairs wasn’t too bad because my husband had taken some time off to help me get stable, for when he would have to return to work…plus my sister had flown out to help; but after my husband returned to work and my sister had returned home…that is when it became the hardest to get through. It seemed as though people had forgotten about me and throughout those days ahead, there would be no visits or phone calls…even from my neighbors. At first, I became very angry…that people would just walk away and leave me alone, while recovering from major surgery; but after a while…God began to show me the reason behind what He was allowing…and that was to help me understand what it would be like later, for others who might be facing a similar situation.
One thing you need to know about me…is that God has used every scrap of pain and heartache that I had ever went through; to reach out and help another person…but before that could happen, I had to know how it would feel; so I could have the heart needed, to reach out to others in despair.
Sometimes, it’s not always easy to understand why God allows moments such as these into our lives; but one thing I’ve truly come to see; is that when we take our focus away from what we feel; to experience what God is doing; that is when the load begins to lighten, while hope once more begins to spring up within us.