Why I Write About the Things I Write About :)

Simply put–I write about what comes up.  I was researching the topic of Physical Therapy and so I wrote about PT.  Okay, what happens next is the important part.  It was just a task–at first.  Then, I realized that the subject of Physical Therapy will never be just a subject to me…it is an intensely personal subject. This is an area of medicine through which God in Christ has worked a faith growing miracle in my life.

Let Me Share…

This my beautiful daughter “J” and she is a bundle of energy!  At 7 years old she is a wonder to me. She can engage in Apologetics with most adults and she has the sweet spirit of a peace maker.  She is overwhelmingly loving, sincere, compassionate and kind.  The Lord has used her life and struggles to grow in me a confidence in Him that is irreplaceable.

At birth “J” was injured.  I remember looking at her and wondering if she was even alive.  My husband watched as the nurses worked and he prayed–and photographed.  Then he prayed some more.  The baby was blue and large and not moving very much.  In photos we can see that her arm was turned in an awkward position. We were told later that it was only bruised and that she would be fine.  That was 7 years ago.  “J” has worked diligently during those years to overcome the hand she was given.  We know that God is Sovereign and that He had a plan.  His grace is sufficient.

The pediatrician first saw “J” at around 3 days old.  “Oh, this is paralysis” she declared in a matter-of-fact way.  I still remember that moment.  “What?”  My husband and our two older children were in the waiting room and I was losing control.  I tried to maintain my composure, but the nurses and doctors had maintained this was just a temporary situation and that our baby would be fine.  Merry Christmas to me.  Please note we all thought this was about “J.”  Little did we know this was about us.

So, we began therapy.  “J” was diagnosed with Brachial Plexus Erb’s Palsy.  This a condition with varied degrees of severity.  During her birth her nerves had been stretched, strained or torn away from the spine at or around the c-3 to c-5 sections.  This had caused her to suffer partial paralysis, agasia, aphasia, lung weakness and who knows what else.  We committed her to God and purposed in our hearts to do whatever it took to restore our little girl to health.  During this time of anxiety (sorry to say) the Holy Spirit of God caused me to recall a very precious promise.  Read Psalm 139:13-17

3For thou hast possessed my reins: thou hast covered me in my mother’s womb.
 14I will praise thee; for I am fearfully and wonderfully made: marvellous are thy works; and that my soul knoweth right well.
 15My substance was not hid from thee, when I was made in secret, and curiously wrought in the lowest parts of the earth.
 16Thine eyes did see my substance, yet being unperfect; and in thy book all my members were written, which in continuance were fashioned, when as yet there was none of them.
 17How precious also are thy thoughts unto me, O God! how great is the sum of them!

I was overwhelmed.  In darkness this Scripture beamed forth as pure light and I grabbed onto it and have held to it for dear life.  The Lord had assured me that He had written all of “J’s” members in His book.  He was telling me that He was not finished.  Trust Me He exhorted.  Watch. Wait. Learn. Grow. Testify. Marvel. Astound. Glorify Me!

I cannot tell it all in one post.  Suffice it to say every step of the way God has been faithful.  Where they said there would be weakness there is strength.  He would let us hear the prognosis, see the struggles and wait for our response.  Again and again we have stood on His word.  Lord, You said, if I asked in faith…

Our “J” is a gymnast.  She is strong. She is a testimony.  Her doctors are astounded. Best of all, her last few x-rays and MRI’s showed no sign of the original injury!  Her resolve is tremendous.  She recently asked me, as if to clarify her position on the matter, whether she was healed.  I encouraged her that the Lord had healed, was healing and will heal her body.  She then said, well if nothing is wrong with my arm, I should be able to do this and that–and went on her way resolved to whip her body in to shape.  I guess “J” was asking her body, “Hey haven’t you heard? I’m healed.”  She is still in Physical and Occupational Therapy but more and more I hear them trying to wean her from it.

I thank God for “J” and for Brachial Plexus and for trials and tribulations that make you strong.  It really is true  that He will walk with you through the valleys and lead you in the night.

Thanks for reading,
‘Faith is the substance of things hoped for (her healing) the evidence of things not seen (God’s continuing care and healing)

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