Three weeks ago on a Tuesday night at our church, serving our college ministry by doing dishes, a glass bowl broke and cut deep into my thumb, severing a tendon and a nerve. The hours that followed the event were stressful for me. I've never experienced a severe injury before. I was flustered and super worried about the consequences. I remember sitting in the ER and singing in my mind worship songs, reminding me that God was with me and would be strong for me. The lyrics of Strong Tower by Kutless played over and over again.
You are my strong tower
A shelter over me
beautiful and mighty
You are my strong tower
Fortress when I am weak
I recalled a blog I had once read, the author was in the hospital for a miscarriage and she wrote about how her husband and herself sang Ten Thousand Reasons by Matt Redman in the room. She chose to think about her mighty Savior and I really wanted, I really needed to do the same. When the ER Dr left the room, Kevin reminded me that God is our strength, he didn't know about the song I'd been singing in my head. All God.
The days following were a blur of pain, stress, and doctors, Ultimately, I ended up with a hand surgeon scheduled to do surgery on my hand early, really early, Wednesday morning of the following week. I'll be in recovery and then physical therapy for 12 weeks or so. I'm hoping I'll be able to write my name on Christmas gift tags!
I've been in prayer and have been turning to worship music more than ever, since I'm not able to journal well. God has definitely given me a spirit of peace about this whole thing, and that's not even one of the things I've prayed for! Don't get me wrong, I've had plenty of tears and several moments of fear but those have been fewer than I originally expected of myself. This s defitely one of the most difficult physical trials I've ever gone through. BUT, God's got this. I'm going to trust Him. After all, He's proven Himself faithful time and time again. The enemy will not win.The enemy may have stolen my dominant handwriting hand for a while but he won't win. Till I am fully recovered and healed, I will practice my left handwriting and hope to get faster at typing with a single hand on the computer. I'll keep going. I'll keep trying. I'll keep pursuing God.
There's so much more I could share about the many blessings I've experienced since or the truth the Lord has shared with me, or the coincidences that are really God's specific organization and not coincidences at all, but I'll leave it here today and simply say thank you to all of you who have reached out, who have prayed, who have driven me to work/to the store/ to the dr, to those who have helped me take notes, who have sent flowers and have overall shown me, such love. Thank you. Thank you to my mom and future stepdad for flying here and taking such care of me and serving Kevin and I. And most of all thank you to my incredible husband who has been with me every step of the way, He has bathed me, dressed me, done my hair and cared for all my physical needs. He has cared for my emotions and spirit even more. Kevin Burns I love you forever and always and I'm thankful for the many real and practical ways you've loved me through this trial.