New realities…

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A damaged back means…
…plotting my next dose of over-the-counter anti-inflammatories.
…strategizing the day so that I can get through it.
…planning my month so all the normal chores can get done.
…looking out over the year to see when, or even if, I can travel and at what intervals.

A damaged back means…
…giving up those things that cause pain.
…accepting limitations.
…allowing hope of the life I had slip away.
…accepting limitations.

He corrected me today.
In physical therapy, he asked how far I run.
I scoffed at his question,
still functioning in a mindset of “damaged.”
He corrected himself,
and corrected me in the process.
“Eight years ago, how far did you typically run?”
He was plotting my recovery,
knowing how desperately I missed running,
and I was still stuck in “damaged.”

He was sitting in my new reality,
looking at me to see if I would join him there.
It wasn’t a matter of physicality,
for I had already run twice during the weekend.
He was testing my mentality.
Would I see myself there?

A runner.
Recovering.
Healthy.
Embracing the new future,
leaving the old reality behind.

Jesus does the same.
Looking at us, perched a few feet away,
watching us work out our salvation
as He guides our actions.

Sitting in our new reality, given by Him…
…forgiven.
…redeemed.
…hope-filled.
…enduring.
…faithful.
wondering if we will join Him there.

Let go of the old realities.
Embrace the one set before you.

No longer damaged,
but healed.
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Image by Kenneth Pedersen

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