I have a date for my surgery, its Thursday. The apprehension and fear of 6 to 8 weeks in a black bulky boot are becoming reality. I realized at church yesterday that when I’m worrying and thinking through how I’m going to do certain things I’m really not trusting God. I realized that as scary and as hard as this is God is just asking me to trust Him a little more than I already do. He’s also asking me to trust my husband, my kids, my parents and my friends who have offered to help.
That verse in Proverbs chapter 3, “Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding, ” is something I have not been doing well. I have been trying to understand. Understand how I’ll get up and down my stairs, Understand how I’ll take a shower and other things, instead of just trusting that at the end of 8 weeks I’ll be healed.
I’ve asked for healing for so very long. I believe God can heal me I just was wanting a divine intervention and didn’t expect it to come dressed in surgery gowns. Marlo Schalesky says in her book Wrestling with Wonder, “God is whispering in our year, If there was another way to get you to where you need to be, I would have taken it. This is the only path.”
So I’m going the only path to get to where God wants me to be. That gives me some comfort. That he planned a path for me, put experiences in my life to ready me and has given me a clear place to go. He is a good Father. What path are you on that seems hard to walk? Do you feel God asking you to trust him more? Share in the comments below.