Archive | January 2013

Holy Spirit Super Glue

I was feeling like Humpty Dumpty last week when I found out the extent of the injuries I sustained from my September fall. Torn ligaments and dislocated humerus, clavicle, and elbow—and we haven’t x-rayed the neck yet!  All this time I thought I was nursing a stubborn rotator cuff injury, when I was literally falling apart!

When I wrote about getting my humerus (which was far from humorous) put back in the socket, I really thought the worst was over, but the pain of that procedure was minimal compared to the resetting of my clavicle.. I can see why the hospitals knock people out for these procedures! I never knew I could involuntarily scream so loud and for so long—definitely worse than childbirth—unless you’re delivering triplets all at the same time! The trauma to my body from ripping through five months of scar tissue and righting all that had healed wrong was so severe I had violent muscle spasms and nerve twitches afterwards.  After I regained composure, I remember thinking three things: “Was that me screaming?”  “What was I thinking in not taking pain killers beforehand!?” and “Was avoiding amassing thousands of dollars in debt by going through this kind of torture really worth it?

I was told I would sleep a lot due to the trauma, and I did.  A whole lot!  But when I finally did wake up I was thankful that the worst was over, even though, I was still in an incredible amount of pain.

The problem now is getting things to stay in place.  When an injury heals wrong, your body does not automatically heal right. (I can see another blog coming out of this.) Since my muscles, ligaments and tendons all healed wrong, it only took two days for the humerus to slip again. Oh my! As I lamented having to go back in to get my shoulder adjusted again, I thought to myself, “I need some Holy Spirit Superglue! But then when I thought about how the Lord had “held me together” all these months, I realized that I already had Holy Spirit Superglue ! 

Whether it’s our bodies or our lives that are falling apart, the Holy Spirit is the glue that holds us together.  Colossians 1:17 says it well: “He is before all things, and in him all things hold together” (NIV)..And I can think of no better illustration of this than the one I heard Louie Giglio speak about—the cell cohesion molecule, laminin. Laminin proteins “glue” the cells to a foundation of connective tissue to keep them in place and functioning properly.  Is it any wonder the cell cohesion molecule that holds us together is shaped like the cross!  

So  as I continue to go through the procedures, the pain and the healing of my body, I can be confident that not only is the Lord holding me together, He is also holding “me” as He stirs others to pray, speaks to my heart, and lifts my spirit. Yes!  He is my Superglue!

I pray this link where Louie Giglio talks about laminin will bless you as much as it did me!
http://onemoresoul.com/news-commentary/the-cross-in-our-bodies.htmlb>

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I Stand Amazed!

When I wrote about my fall in “The Wrong Shoes” this past September, I had no idea I would still be suffering from my injuries five months later.  After icing my shoulder and keeping it in a sling for a few weeks, I began using my arm for simple tasks. Although my range of motion was limited, and any reaching, lifting more than a few pounds, or accidentally rolling over in my sleep, would cause me to cry out, since I wasn’t in continuous pain, I thought my injuries were improving. 

But the past few weeks, every time I went through a gymnastic routine, complete with “Ouch! Ouch! OWWWWW! sound effects in order to force my arm into some kind of position which didn’t feel like it was being repeatedly stabbed, every time I changed clothes, it was obvious that my injury was getting worse instead of better.

Since I don’t have health insurance, I began to pray for God to give me a message or a miracle.  He answered with both.  The message rang loud and clear last week when a loud crack, resulting in my screaming/yelling brought my father from the other room. 

The following morning, when Dad told the chiropractor that the cracking sound from my shoulder sounded like a bullet went off, I thought to myself, “Yep! That’s pretty much how it felt!” After looking at my x rays, the chiropractor informed me that he couldn’t help me, handed me an x ray (see picture below), and  told me to take it to an orthopedic doctor right away because I might need surgery.  Not exactly what I wanted to hear, 

My miracle began last night at a Single’s Bible study, when one of the men suggested I go to his chiropractor before continuing to take steps toward seeing an orthopedic doctor.  Today, when I went for my appointment, not only did I discover that this brother in the Lord had made arrangements to help me pay some of the expenses, his chiropractor specializes in rodeo injuries.

Apparently, when I fell in September, I tore ligaments which resulted in both my clavicle and my humerus being displaced.  The chiropractor said he could reset both, but it would be painful since tissue would have to be torn.  I assured him I had a high pain tolerance and remarked how I had even had 4 children with out pain killers. Ummm—can you say “childbirth revisited?!”  Since I  almost passed out when the Good Doc reset the shoulder, we decided I shouldn’t attempt to deliver twins and set an appointment for next week to set the clavicle. 

Although today’s experience was painful (that’s an understatement), and I will be hugging an ice pack and popping Aleve and Tylenol for awhile, I am so excited and I feel so incredibly blessed that I won’t be needing surgery!  I am also amazed how the Lord provided and led me to someone who is used to resetting shoulders. I might also add that when I returned home, I opened a belated Christmas card that arrived from a friend in Washington.  The card contained forty dollars—the exact amount needed for my next appointment.  Yes, Lord!  Your love, protection, and provision continue to amaze me!

Philippians 4:19 “But my God shall supply all your need according to his riches in glory by Christ Jesus.(KJV)Image

 

 

Winds of Change

The other night the Lord put a word on my heart concerning 2013.  As I began to pray, I was reminded of the movie The Secret Garden. When a young British girl Mary is orphaned in India she is brought back to England to reside in the home of her uncle.  After learning that there is a locked up garden on the property, she becomes determined to find the entrance and gain access.  One day, while Mary is sitting on a bench, a gust of wind blows away some leaves to reveal a key. As she picks it up she rationalizes: “If there is a key, there has to be a door.” The wind then kicks up again and blows back vines on a wall to reveal a door.

God put it on my heart that I, as well as many others, are heading into a season marked by Winds of Change

These Winds of Change will not only blow away chaff in our lives, but reveal keys that will open locked doors: “I will place on his shoulder the key to the house of David; what he opens no one can shut, and what he shuts no one can open” (Isaiah 22:22.)

As couple of years ago while participating in an all night prayer meeting, the Lord told me to lie down in front of a certain door. There, prostrated on the floor, He began to show me doors swinging open as He gave me visions concerning my destiny. He spoke to my heart: “I am going to open doors that no man can shut.  No man can shut them.  But you can shut them— through disobedience.  You must do what I tell you to do.” Besides worship, in 2013, obedience will be a key factor in opening the doors concerning your destiny.

In 1999, I was going through a tremendous physical trial which confined me to bed, “my recliner.” For the first month, I was awake and alert for only short periods of time. (My children still tell me about all the things they got away with before my sister-in-law came to care for the family.) Since I felt useless as well as helpless, I didn’t see any need in me living, especially since each breath took so much effort. One afternoon, I saw a vision of God’s hand reaching out to me. The Lord then spoke to my heart: “I know the length and breath of this trial, and I know exactly what I am going to bring out of it.”  The length ended up being three months, and it would take me days to write all He brought out of it—including understanding about my “true value’ and a miraculous healing from emphysema. 

Since winds of change bring opposition as well as opportunity, it is important for us to understand that although God determines the “Thus far and no farther” concerning our trials, our choices determine the “thus far and no farther” concerning what we allow Him to do in us and through us as He takes us into New Things.  It’s so easy to “surrender all” before the fiery trials, but in the midst of suffering we often want to control both the thermostat and the water hose.  

I also believe as God takes us into New Things He will resurrect some promises and vision.  When Mary enters the secret garden she discovers that it has suffered from years of neglect. Although the roses appear dead, the breaking of a rose stem reveals that life is still present. The garden must be “tended to” in order to restore the beauty that it once possessed.

Some of us have been through seasons where the very things God has placed in our hearts have seemed to die. Whether our giftings or callings have been laid to rest due to disobedience or disappointments, or just because of redirection…it’s time to tend the garden’s of our souls and let God water and prune, and even do some replanting in order to bring forth His beauty, and accomplish His purposes.

Yes, the winds of change are coming.  May we examine our hearts and surrender our lives as they uncover hidden keys, open locked doors, resurrect our callings and take us into the “New” God has gone before and prepared for us.

 

                     Have an incredible, life changing, dream resurrecting, New Year!!!

 

                                                                        Jeannie Boatright

 

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