Reflections
April 13, 2008
As we went through the process of my healing and recovery, there were some instances that were particularly notable. Notice I said as WE went through the process.
While I was the one with the injury, I wasn’t the only one involved in the recovery process. We sometimes forget what others encounter whenever a loved one is sick or injured. Having gone through that part of it myself on more than one occasion, it’s equally important that we maintain our awareness of how these situations impact everyone involved.
Especially during the early phase of recovery - that time when I was at my most helpless - my dear wife was almost overcome with the tasks she was forced to endure. Working in an industry that can only be classified as harsh and cruel, she was forced to deal with an unsympathetic employer - no, we can’t afford for you to take time off to care for your husband.
Working long hours, coming home and then tending to me was starting to take a heavy physical toll. Not to mention the emotional worries that her long hours of absence had started to produce. The load was starting to overwhelm her.
She related how, on more than one occasion, she had been overcome with all that was upon her. And she would hide away for a while, just to let the tears out. And then, she prayed. I prayed. We prayed together. For all that was upon us. Healing for me. Strength and wisdom for her. And comfort. Assurance in knowing things would work out.
All I can say is, God responded. In a big way. Pouring strength and comfort into her. And into me. The transformation was instant and powerful. Prayers were answered, almost as soon as they were uttered.
Most of us realize, in a general sort of way, that God hears our prayers. Yet when He answers our prayers for specific needs, it is always overwhelming. And humbling. To know that He hears us - and answers us - never ceases to produce a sense of awe.
Throughout the attack, throughout the recovery, throughout all the trials we faced in this, one thing emerged with a clarity we never would have imagined - He was there. The whole time.
And He used it for good. He brought both of us further up the mountain.
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Joe,
I’ve discovered that He really is there, inches away, only unseen. He really hears, and answers. I’ve been calling him hard lately, and am struggling to see through this dark night. He’s here, but there is also “someone else in the room.” And to be honest, it’s hard to detect him until you’re in his grip. Not sure where I’m going to end up, I’ll email you. Need some input…