Injected
It’s been a hot minute since I posted a blog post and so first of all I’d like to say thank you for understanding my interlude. Mama needed some rest, quiet time and a break from certain things. All in all some good things.
Since then, the knee has been on the mend quite well. The ortho appointment was encouraging and he’d like to see me in a few weeks for a progression follow up.
This week’s sermon Pastor Meredith delivered a great sermon on Sunday. The one word that kept sticking out to me was – injected. Not even going to sugar coat, it I don’t like that word after my ortho appointment.
The needle that penetrated the skin surrounding my knee is about what I’d use on one of my horses. The thing was enormous. The doctor said, “This is not going to fix the issue with your knee but because of the fluid we’re draining out, it will make it feel more comfortable. We’ll also put a steroid injection in there too for added comfort.”
I laid flat on the examination table, looked to the wall and gripped the side of the table with held oxygen within my lungs. I felt the culvert sized needle rub the bone within my leg as the procedure began. Then as if it weren’t enough, I heard the dreaded statement of “Just a few more seconds there’s more than I thought in there.” I just barely let out a grimaced, “ok” and continued to shed a few more tears.
He shot in the medication then he was done.
The only way for the doctor to inject the medication properly was for him to take out all the stuff that was causing discomfort and pain.
Similarly, the only way for God to do what He does to make our hearts and lives better is to get out the junk and then bring in the healing. That’s not to say that had my doctor not drained the fluid that the medication wouldn’t have worked. It would have worked some but not to the full capacity that it did.
If we get some of the fluid (aka sin/trauma/hurt/circumstances/people/convos and etc . . . ) that press into us out of us, then sure we’ll be a little bit better/healed or ok temporarily.
What happens if we allow fragments of that hurt to sit? It will fester like a splinter and come out as unhealed emotional responses/actions that we will be apologizing for later on.
I may not have wanted the type of procedure that God provided for me to the path of recovery, but He sure did know what I needed.
"And my God will meet all your needs according to the riches of his glory in Christ Jesus.” Philippians 4:19
I encourage you that if you are in a season that needs healing do not take the easy way out and cover it up. You have to sit with it and be vulnerable enough to face each and every emotion. Yes, it’s uncomfortable. Yes, it is painful at times. But oh the sweet relief and comfort that is going to follow after you do.
It’s been nearly four very hard and emotional weeks since I fell and nearly two since I had the procedure. But oh how it has healed. God knew what was needed before I did even though it was uncomfortable.
