A weekend of pain killers after Friday’s car accident got me thinking about…
…How blessed the healing time was. On Friday I was getting set for my road trip. I was on my way to get my hair cut before I left. I was very excited about meeting with some people at my destination. All was blissful then BAM a young lady ran the stop marker in the shopping center parking lot and just like that my plans were altered. I was currently dealing with another medical issue and was already taking pain killers. This was the icing on the cake. After the adrenaline wore off I found myself dealing with lower back pain and tightness in my neck. When I went to the emergency room I was thinking..Ok I wasn’t suppose to go on this trip. Oddly I was at peace with it. I pretty much quarantined myself this weekend and finished a task I had a deadline for a week ago. I was in a lot of pain. I would wake up 3am in the morning pacing the floor knowing that when I lie down the pain in my ear and neck would come back. I think I sucked down more ibuprofen, naproxen, and antibiotics than the law allowed to finish that task during the day, and squirmed in pain at night. This was 3 nights in a row. I had to go in paratrooper mode (more on this later) and just suck it up. I was trained to finish no matter what. If I had a pulse, even if it took longer, I was taught to finish with everything within you. That mentality never left me to this day. After I did about a third of what I set out to do this weekend I realized something… This was by design.
Maybe I avoided an untimely demise by traveling, or a very uncomfortable trip with my pre-existing medical issues, or other misfortune, but this had my attention and I knew there was a reason. I was right. I had to be home to take care of something I did not see coming, secondly quite frankly I have been in go mode since our t.v. show shoot last fall. It has been non stop and I think God purposely shut me down because of what I was ignoring. I am thankful because if the accident had not have happened, I would have further ignored a pending disaster. I don’t want to ever give a blanket statement to anyone’s situation but I can tell you we have to pay attention to roadblocks God gives us. As soon as I heard and felt the other car slam into mine I knew I was not supposed to be on the road. In disappointment we have to remember detours are for our good. I recovered well, far more rested, and grateful.
God shuts us down for a reason, we are no good to anyone if we are run down or scattered. Let us try to be observant to what life is trying to show us.