Monday, June 24, 2013

I did it

Last Monday I got out of bed and stepped down, just like any other day, but unlike any other day I did something to cause pain in the top of my foot. I had a drs apt about something else and didn't really think to even bring it up. I went along my way, limping a bit, but was okay. Tuesday my foot hurt a little more, Wednesday a little more, Thursday even more. Friday it was really painful. We went swimming and as I was climbing out of the pool and heading down the ladder to put my shoes on, the pain was unbearable. I showered and got dressed and we headed into VBS. I told Chad on the way that he was going to have to take me to the ER. We dropped the  kids off, stopped for a pick up of some books that I had to do, and then Chad dropped me off at the ER and he went back to our church as I instructed.
After 3 1/2 hours I was finally called back to a room. The PA I saw didn't believe it was broken, and honestly it being broken was nothing I'd even considered. He pushed on where it was swollen and I thought I was going to crawl out of my skin because of the pain. He pushed a little lower and the nausea took over. Off to Xray and confirmed nothing appeared to be broken. I pulled/stretched a ligament in my foot. I am icing it often, staying off of it, taking vicadin for pain (not working), and motrin (because you can't go to an Army hospital and not get the Ranger Candy!). I was still hurting, but it wasn't unbearable. Saturday I did great and kept off of it all day. Sunday had church, I sang, although they got me a stool to sit on and sing from, then after church it was time to tear down from VBS. I took some things down and then was ordered to sit, which I did. Then friends that attend the church that our decorations were going to, to be used, showed up and lots of hugs and chatting began and I was standing more. Came home and sat down, and a friend came out for a while with her baby. I was good and kept my foot propped up and iced. That evening I hobbled around here and there, not using my crutches like I should. This morning I woke up in so much pain.
I know, I know I did this to myself. I have more swelling and the pain is just over the top. I'm icing it, staying on top of my meds (which don't help, but I'm just hoping something will kick in). I've decided if it still hurts like this tomorrow I'm calling to see if I can get into my PCM (Primary Care Manager aka dr). put

The lesson to be learned. Don't be stupid like me if you injure yourself, do over do it, just stay be good and stay down!

Saturday, June 08, 2013

Showing Grace and Mercy

I've recently seen a new "fad" you could say. Christians bashing Christians. It breaks my heart, it bothers me, and when I see it I go to say something and then have no peace. I don't want to be part of another phase of bashing, yet feel convicted that I'm to go to my sister(s)/brother(s) in Christ and well tell them to stop.
I don't understand the constant crowing from some who are saying "show grace, show  mercy, be forgiving" yet what do they do "That's a fine example of a Christian" in a sarcastic tone. "This is why unbelievers hate Christians", etc. It is so hurtful, it groups all Christians into this one group.
I am not perfect, I don't know a soul who is other than our Lord, Jesus Christ. I know I don't always show grace and mercy, like I should. I so hope and pray I'm not seen as someone who bashes others. I want to be known as a Christian and that my love for Jesus shined from me, as a wife, mother, etc....but most of all as a Christian and I want to represent Christ in the best possible way.
I know I often fall miserably in showing his love, grace, and mercy more days than I like. Let those who care about me or even just know me, and see me in my sin, that they'll show enough grace to call me out in my sin.