I believe it was a week ago when God reminded me about weight lifting and running to keep me strong.

This week my core muscles and my buttocks have been in great pain.  I attributed it to typing the story last Friday. It made sitting still in church difficult.

It took a few days of rest before I could walk any distance after typing.

Yesterday walking returned with a little run.

Today, God drops thoughts of a plank and lunges while I walk. Was it a whole 7 days ago I last did weight lifting?

Picking up my log I do 50 lunges as soon as I dropped off the dogs. Inside I drop to the floor and do a 2 minute plank with 15 Push-ups.

While exercising I feel pain leave!

How many of us sit in pain and keep taking pain medicine waiting for the pain to leave when maybe, just maybe, moving our muscles might be the answer to stopping pain.

GOD IS VERY GOOD. He created our bodies to function best when we move. It is not just pain that is mitigated but also moving those intestines that need help so often staying regular. Walking and running definitely help but we must not forget weight lifting.

Remember to Be Thankful for the ability to move.

God Is So Very Good.

During a walk with my husband, I stop to talk with a women walking alone.

In the past, Sam would bark making talk difficult. This day Sam stays quiet so I know it is a God moment.

In the conversation I mention, “God healing nerves and bone but leaving scoliosis.”

She asked, “Can you lift your hands? Wash your face? Brush your hair?”

I lifted my one free hand above my hand as I do when I Praise God!

She felt inspired by the smile and the Joy that emanating from me.

Pondering her words, I remember in my 40’s experiencing some difficulty lifting my hands and extending them out.

God has given me nerves and the ability to grow muscle in my 50’s to be able to lift my hands high!

This gives me desire to Praise God all the more!

 

A neighbor’s friends comes over to tell me, “She doesn’t feel comfortable with…”

My emotions flip into a tailspin. Writhing in pain from the thoughts attacking my mind,    “I’m going to loose all my neighborhood friends!”

My reaction is way out of proportion to the situation!

 “God, show me where this is coming from!”

HE pulls up this memory.

The summer of 1983, I find friends in a college group of the church I attend.  One weekend, the college group drives to Canada for a camping trip: the women drive automobiles, the men are on motorcycles.

During this trip I am included and accepted. The trip is full of fun and joy! We decide to tour the park on bikes.

CRASH!

The motorcycle slides under a station wagon. A body collides with the front end before landing in the field.

The accident itself is not the cause of the trouble.

The fact my father hires a lawyer to sue for the insurance money is.

The youth pastor teaches, “We don’t believe in insurance.“

I am called into his office. Paralyzed with fear, I listen and leave.

My friends stay away like I am poisonous fruit.

The Head Pastor asks an inappropriate question in the middle of a crowd, and promptly tells me, “I am not able to marry you.”

I ride my bicycle back to the dorm in tears, alone!

I push forward focusing on my senior classes, the wedding, and the surgery to return my insides to their proper place.

Not dealing with the pain, leaves an open wound waiting to to bleed over anyone around.

I have not had many friends anytime in my life.

But God is changing things, I am building friendships!

I realize now, the fear of possibly loosing my new friends has kept me bound, not able to do my normal joyful tasks.

God knew it is time to heal the the open wound. He allowed me to feel the pain as he ripped off the bandage filled with lies, allowing the wound to heal.

This plant started itself and continued growing all summer. I watched as it covered the sidewalk, and I felt helpless to change it.

 Today, I notice a FREEDOM in my soul!

I dispose of the plant blocking entrance to my home.

GOD IS GOOD!

This day is wonderful and grows in well-being as I watch myself do the thing I couldn’t do the day before, until…

It all comes crashing down and I imagine the whole neighborhood hating me.

This well worn path in my brain, “I am starting to be accepted and I messed it up again!”

I try weeding my garden, walking with my husband, but this horrible thought of “I always mess it up!” continues in my brain!

BUT GOD!

I get out journal tell God all my fears and frustrations then turn on a Bethel Worship Service!

After two hours of praise and worship of Jesus, my shame and self defeating thoughts fall to the wayside.

Later I receive a text thanking me for the thing I thought was in trouble for!

Someday that well worn path will be overgrown and it will be hard to find instead of the first place to go to!

GOD IS SO VERY GOOD!

One of my recent posts was about watching God provide money and guide my steps to buy everything I would need for the next few weeks.

Today Bart went shopping and had a similar experience with God providing, unexpectedly.

We are trying to cut our bills and get everything in line but little things like this blog come with bills and this one is due in a week. I don’t know where the money is will come from. I did send in a story to a magazine in hopes of getting published.

If anyone has a desire to help me keep this blog going there is a donate button connecting to PayPal above and below the archives.

God Bless you all!

God Is Still Very Good.