I bet you’ve had something take place fairly recently that got you to think of a certain time period that took place in your past. A few weeks back I shared how that had happened to me when I had fallen during my routine run. Because of that fall, I now know that collarbone is one word. Also, if you fall just right, the collarbone can break up into two or, like in my case, more than two places. I bet you are like me, wishing you didn’t have to learn facts such as these the hard way.
Slowly recuperating from this – how shall I word it – displeasing inconvenient event, I’m taking this opportunity to share yet another one of my past posts about an even harder trial God carried me through. This literally mind boggling experience years ago has helped me in many mays. One is letting me know that unexpected health-based trials, ones that make you feel like life is spinning out of control, will later show that God had plans to show blessing from that trying experience.
I know it always helps me to read others stories of health trials others have gone through. I hope mine can somehow, someway help you.
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In my last writing, I shared that I’ll be looking back at a few past posts for a few weeks. The main reason is to show why thinking of my past makes the trial I’m currently going through a bit easier to deal with. But, I’ll be honest. There is one more reason. It’s because what did take place last week – collarbone surgery – has kept me from typing away in my office as much as I’d like.
Have you ever tripped over something? I bet you have. But have you ever tripped over something while on your routine run at 8 pm on a sunny Summer evening? Was that unexpected trip so fast that you didn’t even realize you fell until you were flat on the ground? Did you then get up as fast as you fell so that no one would notice what just happened? But wait, there’s more.
My baby, now in my arms. — That sentence explains to you what changed my life.
This new life of mine began March 9th, 1987, at the age of nineteen. That was when I became a new mother who was happy and scared at the same time. I was holding my seven pound, three ounce daughter who turned my Me, Myself and I, into Me, My Baby, and God. God showed me even more He was right there along side me as this new chapter of my life began.
There is another reason this song stood out to me. I’ll be sharing that next week.
Can you recall a time when things in life were going, for the most part, pretty smooth. I bet you can. But I also bet you can recall a certain time things were not going quite as peace-filled as you would have liked. We all have. Continue reading “Remember To Remember-Part 1”→