Just a few days after listening to that message my foot was bothering me and I was wracking my brain about what I could have done to have that pain. Maybe I need to wear better shoes? Not do pounding aerobic dances? Put my feet up a little more periodically? Probably all of the above. I was feeling pretty sorry for myself...
Lo and behold, I got a huge reminder to be thankful for movement that next day when my sister called to tell me she was in the ER until 3:00 a.m. after breaking her foot the night before! Her girls were good enough to go get her and take her but of course, the last 10 days I'm doing plenty to help her out (she was widowed several years ago). She ended up having surgery and got 2 screws in her foot and had to cancel a trip to Germany to see one of her best friends. She's on a scooter and having a hard time getting around right now.
(The foot propped up and the cat sleeping on her!)
So my foot pain was temporary, but I was gently reminded that the 5 pounds I'm so worried about is no big deal! I pray for my friends fighting cancer whose bodies are in distress, I pray for healing for my sister's foot too. And I'm thankful to be moving without too much trouble.The podcast info: "Sorta Awesome," with Meg Tietz Episode 128 love your body
2 comments:
Yes, it's all a matter of perspective, isn't it?
I pray she gets back on both her feet quickly. I agree- so happy to be able to move and keep moving even when I hurt a lot.
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