I think most of you know the story about the day I injured my back. For those of you who don’t, I will recap for you.
Last year, on April 20th, 2009, I was going about my day like I always did. Mitch and I were in the backyard of the house we had just purchased only a few weeks prior. Duke, our lovely Cocker Spaniel, was outside playing with us. I would throw the ball, he would catch it and then return back to me. He would run and we would chase him. Just your everyday interaction as a dog-owner. At one point, I was running around with him and just barely tripped over a tree root that was sticking up out of the ground. I caught myself before falling down but at the same time used my lower back muscles to pull myself up out of what would have been a most embarrassing fall in front of my, at the time, fiance! I didn’t think much of it. We just continued on with our evening. Since we were engaged to be married (and Mitch was living in our new home, so inevitably the garage was a tad bit unorganized) I felt a little bit of an obligation to clean up my future home. So being the wonderful fiance that he was (and the amazing husband he is now) he obliged to my proposal of “organizing” the garage. Now as most of you know, we live on a hill…some refer to it as Mount Stewart. Mitch drives a stick shift. I was in charge of moving the cars out of the garage and to the street while we worked. I was moving his car and when you park a 5-speed manual you must pull the e-brake if you don’t want the car to run away. As I did this, a huge shot of excruciating pain went down my back and left leg. I couldn’t move. It was the worst pain I have ever felt. Mitch came running down and had to lift me out of the car as I was screaming in agonizing pain. Anywho, the rest of this story is very long and as you can imagine, painful, so I will spare you those details. But I was stuck on the couch or in a bed for about 3 weeks not being able to stand at all. Once I was able to stand, I couldn’t even keep my back straight. I dealt with these issues for over a year. So here I was, a 20 year old engaged college student walking around hunched over like a 90 year old woman. It was extremely uncomfortable not to mention a little embarrassing sometimes. However, Mitch was such a great cane for support. 🙂
With all this said, it has been a year and about 2 months since this happened. Throughout this past year, I was not able to work out or have any form of exercise. This is even more difficult to accept when you are a bride-to-be. I was angry. Frustrated. Confused. Worried. Anxious. But for the most part I was extremely angry about the fact that I am so young with back problems. And I couldn’t even keep myself in shape for my wedding.
A few months ago, our pastor asked to pray over me. Mitch and I talked about it and agreed. I was a little nervous because I hate feeling like people are sympathizing for me. But that was not their intentions at all. That was just my personal issue. Anyways, after he and some of the elders of our Church prayed over my back, our pastor took us aside and proposed an idea. He said that he believes so much in the power of prayer. We agreed. But he continued on to say that with prayer comes faith. He challenged me to go home and continue my life as if my back were already healed…to truly live out my faith that God had healed me. He referenced different stories in the Bible where God healed those who believed and had faith in a miraculous way. He noted how this is a different day and time and things don’t always happen the way they did in the Bible, but that God is the same. He believes in seeing the miracle of an injured person standing up and being renewed in body. He asked us to think about this and pray about it. And we did. And I have been living it out ever since.
Well people, yesterday was a great day! I ran an entire mile, nonstop, without walking, and survived this morning without ANY back pain. It was difficult, mind you. And I wanted to quit almost the second I started. After a year of no physical exercise, this seems to be the logical and physical answer. I sounded like a dying cow. And I can’t imagine what I looked like. But I pushed through. And every second I praised God. During the times of feeling like I wanted to quit I prayed for strength and discipline to push through the goal I had set before myself. It took me 11 minutes and just a few extra seconds. But I ran. I ran with the mindset of being a child of God who has experienced the healing hand of Jesus Christ. It has been weeks now that I have gone without any pain. You have to understand that suffering through a year of back pain brings your pain threshold to a different level. You sort of get used to it in a way. But when it is gone, oh my word can you feel the relief! It is the most wonderful feeling to stand, walk, sit, you name it … and not have to be in pain. Spending time with the people I love without having limits of what I can do or how long I can do it is such a luxury! I am relishing in God’s healing power and what he has done in my life. I pray this is encouragement to any one who is dealing with issues, may it be physical or something on the complete opposite end of the spectrum. Trust in your God. Have faith. REAL faith. Don’t throw in all the “buts” and “what ifs” the world has. Live out your faith!
Anyone want to share some miracles God has performed by healing you in any area of your life??