I was thinking about the first moment after surgeries when I
realized that life was truly getting better.
It wasn’t the day that I took a first step on my new knee implant. It wasn’t the day I went home from the
hospital. It definitely wasn’t the first
day of physical therapy.
My first “ah-ha” moment when I knew that life was getting
better, was on a Sunday at church. I
belong to a church that, one Sunday a month, members of the congregation are
invited to come up to the pulpit and say a few words (or testimony) of Jesus
Christ, an inspirational thought, or other inspirational church related stories
or incidents. I remember arriving at
church with my walker and sitting alone on a bench. They opened up the time to the congregation
to come up. I didn’t know I was going to
get up, but I had a feeling that I should go up and say a few words about how
well things were going and how I was able to see the positives through this
trial. I started to slide over toward the
aisle. For a moment, I thought about taking
the walker, but it seemed like it would be more of a pain to get it out and
maneuver around everything, so I just stood up and walked toward the front of
the room. As soon as I started walking
toward the front of the room where the pulpit was, I started to cry. There were a couple of steps to get up to the
microphone, and by the time I conquered those, the tears were flowing and I was
barely able to speak. It had been so
long since I was able to do anything like that.
I had walked without the aid of crutches, and relatively pain free for
about 25 feet, and truthfully, it felt like I weighed nothing. All I could say at first was, “I made it!”
After a few moments, I was able to get calmed down and I
said a few words about how blessed I felt because of the success of my
surgeries and urged people to see the good in their lives and not be blinded by
the small trials in life. Yes, I said
small trials. To me, the physical pain
was a small trial. The emotional pain
was, and is, the big trial.
Yes, I still have pain.
Even after 5 surgeries to fix damage caused by RA, there is still a lot
of pain. RA is a non-discrimination
disease. It doesn’t limit damage to one
or two joints. It’s everywhere in my
body. And not just my joints.
Even though I still have a lot of pain, I am at a point in
my life where I can see many positives and I’m not blinded by the few negatives
I am facing. At least I’m trying really
hard to not be blinded by them. The negative
mind is a tough foe to conquer. But with the help of Jesus Christ, I have been able to see the progress that I have been trying so hard to achieve.
I would urge you to turn to God through your trials, whatever they may be, and he will help you through.
Riley
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