On Thursday I had to be picked up by the side of the road because I had gotten to the point where my knees wouldn’t let me keep walking. I had to tell my physical therapist about it the next day. He cause then focus the workout to better suit my weakness.
God knows our weaknesses but we have to admit that we have the weakness to allow Him to work. What is he telling you to that you need to work on?
"You’re too young for joint problems Cheyene," Mommy said as she dragged me out of the doctor’s office and handing me my coat.
I don’t argue with my parents’ choices for the most part but I should have that time. But God knew what He was doing by delaying my treatment.
Now as I go to physical therapy when I can use it to learn about gathering strength both physical and spiritual.
My bad walk hurt more than my knees. My therapist noticed that my side lifts are very week because of how I’ve been moving my hips. I’ve been told that the therapy will help my hips but I need to be mindful of them.
Spiritual weakness in one area of life can weaken other parts of life that you aren’t noticing yet. Ask God were you are weak and remember to do what you need for strengthen your faith.
At physical therapy I can look like I’m sleeping at times. If I have a towel under one of my knees that likely isn’t the case. I’m on my back pressing my knee into the towel. It’s a difficult thing for me to do because the muscles that allow a normal person to do it well are weak in me.
The point here is that as people grow in Christ we can judge them because we can’t “see” them doing something. Just keep praying that God guide them in life and leave it to them and God.
My bone was out of place again. Something that hardly bothered me before was driving me crazy now. My physical therapy was working and making me more sensitive to my knee getting out of place.
"I need to sit with my legs straight," I tell the group I’m with. I know how to keep from mistreating my joints now by being better attuned to what my knees needs.
The same goes for growing closer to God. You become more aware of the leading of the Holy Spirit and take better care of your spiritual health because you can hear him guide you the right way better.
After I was done with physical therapy for the first time, I was talking to Edward’s accountability partner. Edward is looking for a career in medicine and physical therapist hit me as his speed. Most time is spent one on one. I’ve been two more times and I still stand by that. In fact I’m loving the environment there and I think I know why.
I love a challenge that will improve me or a friend. But if I’m going it alone I have a bad habit thinking I’m doing nothing. In physical therapy, there is a challenging environment that I’ve improving my health (physically and spiritually because I’m trying to use it learn about “spiritual therapy”). Yes, it hurts but I’m already stronger.
I love it when I’m around some that I feel challenges my spiritually. They help me grow in God’s strength.
I got home from physical therapy today and had one thing other than my aching muscles; food and Gatorade. I have struggles to eat to get my weight up since for so long but now I’m finding myself hungry this week. I think I know why now.
As I was stuffing my face with a crunchy peanut butter in to my mouth I was thought of how this applied to my spiritual therapy.
If we are working in the Spirit than we feel the hunger for God’s presence more. I had read in Proverbs this morning that when one commits his work unto the Lord, his thoughts shall be established. That could mean that you want to spend more time thinking and and dwelling on the things of God.
Commit thy works unto the LORD, and thy thoughts shall be established.
Today I had physical therapy for the fist time.
Things that basic humans would find easy I struggled with and pain came from my sore joints. I was so happy I didn’t have to walk home.
But before I left, in to the world that I limped around in, my therapist reduced the swelling. I think I’ve learned something.
I’m in a type of spiritual strengthening so I can better battle against my addiction. It hurts. But before God sends me out into the field among the reapers again, He well give me a chance to heal.
It’s a loneliness chapter. GIMME!!!
The loss of Edward’s presence in my life was the first time I felt loneliness. I’m still learning what it means and its effects on my mind. Today I pointed out that Edward filled the role of translator for my English. Both of us think and used language differently than most people. He had a better grasp of how to communicate with people outside our “shared” brain so he was helping me learn how to do that. I’ve likely used something he taught me to write this post. That role is still empty. I need God to fill this one fairly soon so I can continue with school.
But this was once again Elisabeth pointing out that enduring loneliness while learning to use God’s strength makes us stronger.
I loved the prayer she wrote down for loneliness;
For my loneliness, Lord-Your strength.
For my temptation to self-pity, Lord-Your strength.
For my uncontrollable longing for this man, Lord-Your strength.
My mind shall be a battle ground where a spiritual battle is present.. I supply each side of the battle with arms and food. I pick who wins. The battle makes me stronger. For I was not made to be distracted by things of the flesh or hand my body over to them. Such workings hurt my relationship with God. He forgives when I fail. Thank Him for grace. But that heavenly joy that comes from fellowship with Him will be disrupted. Making it harder to do as He would have me to do.
I have been running out of spiritual thoughts to post. It’s either God wanting me to not say anything or I’m drifting away from Him again.
Dear Lord, draw me closer to you. I don’t want there to be any space between us.