This post will be different than others I have made on this blog. This post is about me and my struggle with an injury. I do not write this for sympathy or pity, but to show that there is a blessing in difficult circumstances. Earlier this morning I went to the Orthopedics clinic for a reoccurring knee issue. I have had five surgeries on my left knee, with two of them being ACL reconstructions. Last week it gave out and walking has been less than pleasant. This morning I was given news that was hard for me to accept. I was told that my knee is beyond repair. Yes, it was hard to hear, and quite frankly still is. I am 36 years old with four small children, and I was told it would be best if I do not run around with them.
Through the 16 years I have dealt with this I have learned many things. It has taught me humility, it has taught me that there is a greater purpose to what I am experiencing, it has taught me that I must trust God and his grace, and that his grace is sufficient to get through whatever is put before. I now leave with a poem titled The Thorn and 2 Corinthians 12:9.
2 Corinthians 12:9 “but he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” I will all the more gladly boast of my weaknesses, that the power of Christ may rest upon me.”
by Martha Snell Nicholson
I stood a mendicant of God before His royal throne
And begged him for one priceless gift, which I could call my own.
I took the gift from out His hand, but as I would depart
I cried, “But Lord this is a thorn and it has pierced my heart.
This is a strange, a hurtful gift, which Thou hast given me.”
He said, “My child, I give good gifts and gave My best to thee.”
I took it home and though at first the cruel thorn hurt sore,
As long years passed I learned at last to love it more and more.
I learned He never gives a thorn without this added grace,
He takes the thorn to pin aside the veil which hides His face.