This week my husband switched his work schedule around so he could drive me to my 8:15 appointment at the podiatrist this morning. I went in with hopes high even bringing with me my right shoe so that I could hopefully come walking out. My foot this morning was still black and blue and swollen so I tried not to get my hopes too high.
The doctor did x-rays and said one more week off my foot. He said the bone is still too weak to walk on. I want to cry! It’s been so difficult caring for two small children on one foot that it’s really hard not to feel like despairing! I’m trying to tell myself that 3 weeks ago it felt impossible and some how we made it through and somehow we’ll make it through this week. God has His purposes that I am not even aware of, I know it!
Romans 8:28 “And we know that all things work together for good to them that love God, to them who are called according to his purpose.”
Not to yank a scripture out of context but I do believe that even this small thing like healing from a foot surgery, if this could not be used for my good that God would not have allowed it in my life. I trust He will use it for my good! And my foot is healing which is good! And a few weeks from now it should all be over.
More good news is that I was cleared to drive while wearing the small bootie I was sent home from the hospital with which is a big improvement. The doctor sent me home with a big knee high plastic boot that I’ll be able to start walking on next week and keep on for 2-3 weeks. This week he said to use the boot with crutches and not to put my full weight on the foot yet.
So that’s it. I literally have had nightmares almost ever night that I would have to stay off my foot another week and it came true!
I did get to give a gospel tract to someone last night because of my foot! When my husband got off work last night we needed milk and a few other basics so we went together to Kroger. We were in the entryway of the store and I was leaning on my crutches while my husband loaded the kids into the cart. “Ma’am! Ma’am!” A man’s voice behind me said and I turned around to see a young man, his face dripping with sweat. I don’t know why he was so sweaty- it looked like he had been jogging outside. “Yes Sir?” I asked. “Can I pray for your foot?” he asked. “Are you a believer in Jesus?” I asked him. He said he was and told him, “That’s good news, so are we.” “So, can I pray for healing for your foot? I need to be about the work of God you know healing people and stuff.” “Well,” I told him, “I get the stitches out tomorrow so I should be alright but thank you for offering. I do have something I want to give you though.” It was his turn to look puzzled as I opened the diaper bag to pull out a gospel tract. I told him what it was and he said thanks and ran back outside.
I have a charismatic back round so I knew where the guy was coming from and when I got back out to the van I prayed for him. Weird story I know but maybe God wanted to use me to either share the gospel with him or encourage him in some way. I don’t know anything about him or his back round so I don’t want to make any judgment I just know the very specific charismatic circles I grew up in didn’t teach the gospel or at least didn’t explain it very well.
(and if you identify as charismatic please know I understand that’s a very vague word and individual churches are just that- individual and teach different things)
I made a blood sugar, food and insulin log and bought a new ink cartridge for our printer so I could make copies of it. I put about a couple weeks worth of pages in it to see how I like it. I’m working to get in the habit of writing stuff down. The more I can see what’s going on the better I can manage it.
Did you make any New Year resolutions? Have you gotten started yet? How’s it going?