Although my feet are not my best feature, I thought it was appropriate to take a picture of my ankle brace next to the geraniums I might not be able to plant as soon as I’d like because of …(dramatic music builds)…an ankle sprain!
Ok, it’s not that dramatic, but it it has been a pain in the, well, ankle, and has dramatically changed my life.
Been there? Done that?
Until two days ago at 11:30 I was an active, fit 4o- something year old (47 – Shhh! Don’t tell anyone.) training to be an RPM instructor at my local gym.
RPM = group bicycle spinning class = hard, sweaty challenging fun with a lot of sweating. Did I already mention the sweating?
So, when I suggested to my 16 yr. old son that we jog as we were hiking along a local nature trail, it was no big deal until my son heard me screaming behind him and saw me sitting on the trail yelling incomprehensible things with a “colorful expression” thrown in that no self-respecting devotional blog writer ought to be saying. sigh…
And just like that, Fit 40-something meets Hobbling Grandma. sigh again…
I could easily give in to despair…
but I’ve decided to pull myself up by my biking shorts and make the best of it.
Afterall, the Lord of the trails allowed this path to fall before me, or me to fall on it, and though it looks a bit crooked and scary at the outset, I’m trusting that I will end up in a better place than when I started.
Here’s some verses I’m going to lean on while I recover to help me walk a little stronger, faith-wise. Each says something encouraging about ankles, or paths. 🙂
“Trust in the Lord with all of your heart. Lean not on your own understanding. Acknowledge the Lord in all of your ways and He will make your paths straight.” (Proverbs 3:5-6)
“You broaden the path beneath me, so that my ankles do not turn.” (Psalm 18:36)
” All discipline for the moment seems not to be joyful, but sorrowful; yet to those who have been trained by it, afterwards it yields the peaceful fruit of righteousness. Therefore, strengthen the hands that are weak and the knees that are feeble, and make straight paths for your feet, so that the limb which is lame may not be put out of joint, but rather be healed.” (Hebrews 12:11-13)
Father, you are my coach, my trainer, my instructor, my Lord, and my friend.
Even though I’ve
shed a few tears bawled, I thank you for this trial because I know from the Bible that hardships grow us up and teach us to persevere. (James 1:2-4)
Help me to trust in You at all times, even on crutches.
In Jesus’ name, Amen!
Wanna meet The Coach? His name is Jesus, and you can lean on him when you’re feeling weak, like a crutch, only better. 🙂 Click the pic below for a quick introduction: