No longer do I call you servants, for the servant does not know what his master is doing; but I have called you friends, for all that I have heard from my Father I have made known to you. John 15:15
Happy New Year, Friends!
How is your start of 2019? Did you make New Years resolutions? If yes, what were they and how’s it going?
To say my New Year started with a bump is an understatement. Quick question: have you seen the movies where one car hits another car, crashing them through a guard rail, then the car is teetering back and forth until a bird lands on the furthest part of the car and it plummets to the bottom of the ravine? I am embracing that storyline as my Eve of the New Year.
After helping a friend move, I was grateful my back had made it through without issue after all the odd bending and twisting. Errrrk! The next morning I bent over to pick up shoes and yup, a burning sensation went down as the pain shot up my back. That was it. I hobbled to the sofa and announced to my friend, who had come over to come to go to church with me, that I needed to head to the chiropractor ASAP! Since they weren’t open for a couple of hours, flat on the sofa I went. We watched the live stream of Church until I could get somewhere to be freed from this physical bondage.
This friend I mentioned not only catered to me, but took my fury kids out and drove me to the chiropractor, as well. Unfortunately, round one of the cracking procedure only got me off the couch. I still had sharp/shooting pain, or what I call a “catch in my giddy up.”
For the next 2.5 days the pain lingered and I was limited: up for a bit until the pain shooting down my legs knocked me back to the sofa. Ice, ice and more ice. Then ice and heat. Monday, New Years Eve was quite the cherry on top of my misery. Painting at the tiny house, drips were heard coming from the bathroom. The gutters that I hadn’t had time to get to had finally gotten to me! There was a bubble in my ceiling full of water because it was pouring rain outside. Aaaand my back was out. “Peachy.” I thought I had been doing very well taking turns between the ladder to paint and the sofa to rest but a roof, or at least gutters??
Other than asking where a ladder was, my friend/new tenant went out into the 30 something degree pouring rain and emptied the gutters. He didn’t even complain-I would have been at least tempted to. It’s not his house or responsibility…but he didn’t. He just handed me his leaf covered boots, dirty but smiling, before he stepped back into the house, drenched from head to toe.
He did spend New Years evening, taking care of my fury kids. With abrupt barking and booming fireworks, we were both alerted to the fact that we had fallen asleep, me on the sofa because my back pain was 8 on a scale of 1-10. Even then he just smiled.
Wednesday I went for round two of the cracking process and was released! Ahhhhh… .
This brings me to the verse: Friend, Savior, Designer, Creator, All Powerful, Perfect in Love, Teacher, Helper, Provider, Guide, Protector, Equalizer, Just, Stabilizer, Healer…Heavenly Dad. When you hear the name,”God,” what labels pop into your head? These are just a few of mine. This last weekend HD reached out in a big way, through a friend who chose to die to self and allow Heavenly Dad to show up with skin on, even for just a weekend. Thank you Eric.
May I have my eyes open to see and the courage to go where Heavenly Dad is leading me, so others can experience Him.
Until next time: Blessings!