My second go round at WakeMed was honestly just as special as the first. As you will read… I learned even more then I expected this go round…
There was a guy there my age who also had a wound vac too, just on his foot, so instantly we were “VFF”! 😂 I could visible see him hit a wall trying to move his foot. It just was not working out. I literally saw him dig deep and slowly the foot reached the position his therapist had requested. “Get it boss”, I said. He locked eyes and shook his head in agreement.
Words, magnificently masterful, when used in a correct way. We all know that the right word, at the right time, can be life-changing. Guess what?… Most of the time… It can also increase your own joy. Of course, this also leave us susceptible to upsetting ourselves by unnecessarily talking about our insecurities, issues, or things that have hurt us in past relationships. STOP, I said UNNECESSARILY in that last line. Don’t fire your therapist, stop confiding in “A” friend, or taking it to God.
There was a young lady who was born with a disease that can leave her temporarily paralyzed from time to time. This was not her first rodeo, but that didn’t make it any easier for her. Well one day she was relearning how to transfer to her wheelchair and had a bit of struggle with it. Naturally the therapist didn’t want to over step and just assisted exactly how she needed. I’m sure it felt like 10 long mins for her, but in reality it was 3 mins. I’ve been there, trust, all the energy and remembering everything my therapist has shown you… you come up short, it’s killer mentally. Well she struggled, but made it. She didn’t notice, but I noticed her facial expression of exhaustion, victory, and slight disappointment that it was not easier. I replied to her face, found her eyes and said, “great job, that’s how it’s done sometimes”. She said, still a bit winded, “thank you”. I shook my head “no”. She then wheeled over and looked dead in my face and said, “really, thank you”. I replied, “you did all the work…and didn’t give up, that’s half the battle right there”… Just then my therapist spoke up and reaffirmed saying, “he is right, you did it and did it well, kept pushing!”.
Do you see the pattern?? Both instances made me ask myself if I am always worshiping God with my words?
The real lesson, David’s prayer in Psalm 19:14.