It’s been another long week. I keep saying that, don’t I? “Life is hard, but I can do hard things” is my new motto, thanks to one of my professors, because recovering has honestly been one of the hardest moments of my life. Even as I type this on this shuttle to Vegas, I still flinch or tense up every time it feels like the van is going to break down…even though it’s just the bumpy road. The mental consequences from the accident weren’t too severe but were just enough to cause me to lose sleep a couple of nights in a row. But the physical consequences…I still can’t believe what’s happened.
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I feel SO blessed that my friends and family suggested that
I go to a chiropractor. I feel even more blessed that I have friends and
visiting teachers that willing drive me every M/W/F, at 9 am! It’s been ROUGH. At every appointment so far,
I’ve gone in for a 30-minute massage and I’m sure that
sounds wonderful. And, sure, some days
it is and other days, it hurts like heck.
I lie there and am told to relax while someone beats up my spine and
neck…I mean massages “gently.” There’s three different girls in the office and
based off who I’m with pretty much decides my mood for the rest of the
day. After my massage (or before,
depending on the day), I go see the doctor, who “taps” my neck, back, and
tailbone into place, with a clicker machine and then he cracks my neck and pushes
my hips back into place. It’s lots of fun…okay really it’s not. I normally leave sorer and in more pain than
before and I end up really discouraged—at least on the bad days. The day after I feel fine but it takes 24
hours until that point.
Anyway, recently I’ve been thinking a lot about why this
happened to me and I finally learned for myself. I’m not going to share that over the internet
because it’s sorta personal (come talk to me if you want though, and I’ll tell
you). But I do want to talk about
something I learned in New Testament class this week.
In class, we’ve been studying Paul and his epistles and this
week, we were studying the last half of first Corinthians. We got to Corinthians 13, which is all about
charity. In my lifetime in the church,
anytime someone mentions charity, the definition that comes to my mind is “the
pure love of Christ.” Now that’s a great place to start but it never got much
deeper than that. My professor, Brother Griffin, didn’t
disappoint me. We started talking
about how Christ is charity, so if you replace that verse with Christ, it reads
“Christ suffereth long and is kind…” He
asked us for examples of when Christ exemplified these attributes. A class member answered and explained that
when Christ came out of the garden, Judas betrayed Him. Peter, being so angry,
cut off one soldier’s ear. And Christ
simply healed the ear. The point that
was so powerful to me is that Christ didn’t say anything about His pain and
suffering He had just gone through in the Garden. He didn’t say, “You don’t know what pain
is.” He simply healed the soldier’s ear.
See, I think too often you and I are quick to assume that
others don’t know what we’re going through.
I mean, how many of you reading this have had your spine and neck off
alignment? My guess is probably not. And recently, I get frustrated when people don't seem to realize that I'm still hurting pretty bad. See, the human tendency is to go through suffering and be hardened,
saying things like you don’t know what I’m going through. Instead, we need to go through suffering and
come out Christlike. Christ has felt
every pain we’ve ever felt and He does know what we’re going through. Now, it is no easy task to be Christlike when trials arise. Every day I struggle with discouragement and
pain. However, I know that through
Christ, I will be healed, physically AND mentally. Through these chiropractor appointments, faith and prayers, I will be healed. This
definitely isn’t easy and it’s far from being over, but I know that if I take
charity and apply it to my life and situations, that I will have continued
faith and overcome this trial.
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