Hello, 2011! Though recovery from shoulder surgery is no fun, I am happy to be typing with two hands today thanks to my new friend Mr. Vicodin and a big pillow propping my right forearm. Many people have been praying for me, and that prayer support has translated into a different kind of big pillow during the last few days.
Here’s a brief photo update:
|I call this Pillow Mountain. Because I need to sleep and rest in a mostly-upright position, this is where I’ve been hanging out. The cat staked out her turf on the hillside as soon as I stood up.
The day before the surgery, I just so happened to read Hebrews 4:12-13 (“For the word of God is alive and active. Sharper than any double-edged sword, it penetrates even to dividing soul and spirit, joints and marrow; it judges the thoughts and attitudes of the heart. Nothing in all creation is hidden from God’s sight. Everything is uncovered and laid bare before the eyes of him to whom we must give account.”) Even though I have watched a record amount of TV, I have simultaneously found myself returning to these sobering words over the last few days. Just as the surgeon’s arthroscopic tools were used to clean, scrape and re-engineer my unhealthy shoulder joint, so is God’s living scalpel meant to expose and heal me so I can love him with my heart, soul, mind and strength.