A couple of weeks ago, I was having a conversation with my sister about the warnings that we get from the Lord which usually begin with a whisper…that still small voice that we hear and if we’re being totally honest…we sometimes ignore. That whisper we ignore until it seems that the Lord clears His throat and the whisper becomes a shout and if we are dumb enough to ignore the shout, we find ourselves drowning in “shoulda, coulda, woulda’s.”
I believe the Holy Spirit works overtime as our GPS, but what good is the GPS if it’s ignored? Around the time of that conversation with my sister, I was experiencing a pain in my neck…a physical one:) I don’t much care for chiropractors, but I felt if I went and had an adjustment, that my neck pain would be alleviated. I ignored that instinct and instead tried to work out the kink myself resulting in a major “NO BUENO!!!” When I sat down to work it out, I again had a strong sense that this was beyond my capability. Did I listen? My stretch resulted in a pulled back muscle which created the worst, most excruciating pain I’ve experienced since I labored with my babies…no joke!!! My pain threshold is pretty high but this pain was red hot…searing and it had me on my knees – not a bad place to be if I could have been still enough. After the second visit to the chiropractor, I knew I was in trouble when as a last resort, he had me lie on my back, look at a cloud image overhead and think of the word “apathy” while he pressed the area behind my ears. He encouraged me to forgive myself and anyone who had ever hurt me. OY!!! He’s lucky he was no where in the vicinity of my foot, because all I could think of was him forgiving me for the swift kick I wanted to administer.
After that joke, I sat up and asked him if I should get an x-ray at the hospital and he succumbed to the pressure and said yes. I did that and determined that it was not a misplaced rib; it wasn’t that I had not forgiven Sister Hildemayer for pulling my hair or any of the scores of “special” people who have done me wrong. It was an inflamed muscle in my neck and upper back interacting with nerves. Nice to know, but not even the shot and pain medication took the edge off. Today makes two weeks and I’m blessed to report that I am well on my way for this nightmare to become a memory.
I’m into lessons because I’m convinced that things don’t just happen to happen and that I should always walk (or limp) away having learned something. Here’s what I’ve learned…
(1) You should never look online for a diagnosis. Good grief…doing so can convince you that the end is near or at the very least, you will have to live with pain forever.
(2) You should never apply an ice pack directly onto your skin.
(3) Ice burns!! Who knew? I do, now! Grateful for long hair:)
(4) I’ll never again claim someone is “on my nerves” unless they are intensely agitating me with extreme force to the point I want to kick, scream, bite or even kill!
(5) I have the most supportive, loving, hardworking, praying husband and teammate a girl could ask for!
(6) My kids love me and boy am I needed!!
(8) You should lean and rely on and adhere to the word. He’s never let me down, has never failed me, would never abandon me. Every night, I slept with my iPod replaying “Healing Praise,” a collection of anointed songs and scriptures on healing.
(9) You should listen to that still small voice…that whisper. Nothing good happens after the shout. It’s just not cute!