I felt the magic too in recovery like you, Lucy and Susan after my traumatic hand injury. It was extraordinary to experience thanksgiving when everyone expected me to lose my shit. I felt like I was wrapped in a beautiful bubble of shalom - just me and the Lord. It was a testimony of God’s presence and faithfulness in my trial that I’ve never forgotten and have used countless times to encourage others. You won’t forget this weekend, I imagine, and your story will bless and encourage others again and again.
While I wrestled with signing myself up for another unmedicated birth after traumatic pain with my first, I had a dream and heard: “pain is a door; go through the door.”
Thanks for the reminder, Emily, to lean into gratitude and curiosity and surrender even in- especially in- the pain.
I felt the magic too in recovery like you, Lucy and Susan after my traumatic hand injury. It was extraordinary to experience thanksgiving when everyone expected me to lose my shit. I felt like I was wrapped in a beautiful bubble of shalom - just me and the Lord. It was a testimony of God’s presence and faithfulness in my trial that I’ve never forgotten and have used countless times to encourage others. You won’t forget this weekend, I imagine, and your story will bless and encourage others again and again.
Such wisdom in the pain. Jesus said we would suffer, but who wants to sign up for suffering, but we want the wisdom. A true paradox I believe.
While I wrestled with signing myself up for another unmedicated birth after traumatic pain with my first, I had a dream and heard: “pain is a door; go through the door.”
Thanks for the reminder, Emily, to lean into gratitude and curiosity and surrender even in- especially in- the pain.