The Power of Words

Sure ice cups, stretching, massage, and rehab temporarily reduce pain and discomfort, but over the past 24 hours I have found something that eases pain with so much more power. Words. My initial intention of yesterdays post was merely to tell my story one last time so that I could stop reliving it every time someone asked me what had happened. Well, that was the intention as it was in my head. It was the moment that I sat down to write it when I felt word vomit begin to bleed from my fingers to the keys. Only, the words were not all of my own. It was almost as if someone was speaking through me. Not for me, but through me. I kept stopping to ask God why he wanted me to write so much and write so deep, but the only answer I got came in the next wave of words that made their way onto the screen. I read through it many times, aloud and silent, and then mustered up some courage and posted it. I honestly just expected a few of my friends to read it and move on. Only, that is not the reaction I got. People that I haven't spoken to in years started contacting me, but the thing is, they weren't contacting me to tell me how sorry they were, they were thanking me. Thanking me? For what? My first reaction to reading someone's story like mine would be to say, "oh no, sorry that happened, better luck next time." But instead people were thanking me? Saying that my words encouraged them to never give up. Saying that my post was the push they needed to give up control of their own lives. Telling me that now they have the courage to have a positive outlook on difficult situations. The post that struck me the hardest said, "He is pursuing you, waiting on you, and always loving you. He is passionately pursuing you back to his path. He knows you are going to turn to other prophets and he will remain faithful but will continuously do things to bring you back to him." Wow right? In one day, God took my words and turned them into fire for others. He took them and showed people that God is with the brokenhearted. He knows then that they will lean on him for help and guidance. How sure of His power must a God be to break you down to rock bottom in order to show you that He is your most stable shoulder? Pretty powerful if you ask me. He took my less that idyllic situation and turned it into a beautiful message to others and gave them hope. That, to me, is so much more important that missing a few miles the past few days. So, for all those who read my blog and sent me thank you responses, I am here today to thank you back. Thank you for helping me further realize the power of God and prayer. Thank you for helping me lift my sagging head to look forward in life. Thank you for helping me realize that I am never alone. Ever. Now that we have all thanked each other, I hope that you join me today in thanking the one who brought us all to this new starting line. Thank God today for all of your strengths, but more importantly for your weaknesses. For your weakest times are what bring you closer to Him. He won't give up on you. No matter how distant He seems, He is never apart from you. 


For a quick progress update, today my foot is feeling much better. I am becoming a pretty decent marble picker upper with my toes if anybody wants to take part in some sort of challenge involving that. I have to get a check up today to get cleared to run, but fingers and toes crossed that all is fine and dandy. Sadly, coach has pulled me from traveling to Alabama this weekend, but in all honestly I know its for the best. 


Last bit before the next post, take today as a blessing and smile. Be patient with discouraging ailments and problems. Look for the best in situations and people. Never lose the fire.