The past 6 weeks have given me the opportunity to experience the plodding pace of recovery, and the patience required to do so cheerfully.   The plodding pace came like it or not, the patience not always so easily.  My situation was no different from that which many of you have experienced, and my surgery not nearly as difficult.  I could see light at the end of the tunnel – the question was more often how long is that tunnel.

So, what do we do?  Inspired by the experiences which so many of you have shared with me, I made the attempt to turn these days over to God, completely.   I have no plan here God, you do.  So, take me by the hand one day at a time.  When I kept my focus on God, it worked.  When I set my thoughts too much on my own bumbling, I sank.   God’s will, not mine, became a very apparent necessity for each day.

I know I’m “preaching to the choir” here, as the saying goes.  But some situations just have to be experienced personally before they become real.  I wish no difficulties for any of you, but should the day I arise, I hope you will look to the Lord who loves you unconditionally and turn it all to him.

I’ve attached a rendition of an inspiring song by Don Moen, “He WILL make a way.”  (Emphasis mine.)

Judy