The Unexpected Good
Most people wouldn’t think of having surgery as a good time. It’s understandably approached as a necessary but unpleasant situation. Frankly, by round 4 of this some of my own optimism has worn off and I’ve found myself taking for granted some of the truths and hopes that come with it. This is my intentional pause to reflect on the good that this time has held.
How blessed am I that my condition is something that was able to be diagnosed AND that I was able to have a surgery for to not be in constant pain?
What a gift it is to be forced to be still.
I have the honor of growing closer with my husband by walking through challenges like this together.
God’s goodness remains steady in all circumstances.
This is an opportunity for me to grow in grace with my body as it recovers.
The speed of life is forced to slow down.
I have the joy of celebrating things that we so often take for granted.
My humility is forced to grow as I learn to accept help.
I have the opportunity to wrestle with where I find my own worth when I have seemingly nothing to offer.
I am learning more deeply what love looks like seeing the ways my husband, family, and friends are showing it to me.
Your focus shapes your reality. No, I can’t think my way into running a marathon currently (I can’t even go on an extensive walk) but I can choose whether or not I focus on the blessings all around me or the things I’m frustrated not to do. What a waste it would be to dismiss the good even in this?
