I really wanted to get back to you guys sooner than 6 weeks or whatever it’s been since the last blog post but I had a freak accident about 3 weeks ago.
I was out walking my dog and all I remember is going down and hitting the pavement and coming too. I’m not really sure if I lost my footing or the dog crossed in front of me but whatever happened, I went headfirst into the pavement.
I didn’t use my hands because there were no scratches on my hands and I remember still having the dog by the leash. Oh the irony, me not using my hands!!
I had one knee that was hurting pretty good with a decent scratch. I have no clue how I tripped, but I must have. I hit my head pretty good and I haven’t been able to recall what happened exactly.
The whole incident left me pretty banged up but not as bad as it could have been. I didn’t have my phone that day so I had to actually get myself home about a half-mile. I had no idea how bad my head was, all I remember is praying to the Lord to please get me home, let it not be that bad.
It Looked Much Worse Than I Felt
When I got home my husband was here thank goodness to help me get cleaned up. I have to admit, I was very shaken up, I remember crying a lot, but I don’t remember having much pain. I really believe that the Lord shielded me from the impact because I had damage but it looked much worse than it felt.
Clearly, I hit the pavement with my forehead, and with no scratches or dirt on my hands, I know I didn’t use those to stop my fall. I genuinely believe the Lord had His angels bearing me up that day because I don’t even remember anything except Him. I talked to Him the whole way home, I always had His presence with me and I felt it so strong. It was almost as though He carried me home. Even the dog was calm and at peace as we walked (a lot of times he pulls because he wants to sniff stuff, but he didn’t do that this time).
The Skin Picking Started
As soon as that thing on my forehead started to scab and dry up I was picking at it constantly. It was actually detouring me from hair pulling because I couldn’t stop touching it.
The reason it fell off as fast as it did was that I kept picking it. I would add Neosporin to it, get it all soft, then pick the shit out of it. As much as I know I shouldn’t do this, I did it anyway.
I’ve never dealt with a scab this large and prominent, it was right there on my face, I could feel it every second of the day. I had to pick it.
I kept giving the situation to the Lord. The healing, the picking, the fears of walking alone…
This is my year of rest and already I can sense some spiritual warfare coming against it.
The whole time I was going through this I constantly communed with the Lord in my own way. Even when I fell down and came too, I felt the Lord with me. I asked Him to get me home. He did. I asked Him to heal me fast, He did. I told Him, I can’t stop picking it, He said, “don’t!”
I am learning to rest in Him, His abilities, His support, His finished work. I don’t want to do life without Him. His burden is easy, His yoke is light. I literally in every moment of every day want to just give Him everything.
I’m 41 years old, I’ve tried to do everything in my own strength and it doesn’t work.
I stop, sense His presence and listen for His inner leading.
I am constantly talking to Him.
When I was a kid, I always talked to “someone” and now, I know who that Someone was.
3 Weeks Later
As much as this accident set me back a bit, I’m almost totally healed from it.
- I’ve got my Keen bracelets on again.
- I’m walking alone with the dog again.
- I’m at peace.
The Lord never leaves me or forsakes me. Psalm 91 every day, all day! All the promises of God are YES and AMEN in Christ! Amen!
I have so many more blog posts to write too because I didn’t want to word vomit all over this one. I’ve been using my Keen bracelets, I have to find a new hairdresser, oh man – so much to say. Bless you, talk soon.
