The wonders of modern medicine--making me wonder--- Why does one walk into a hospital, voluntarily and not under coercion, to have one's foot cut open? That question occurred to me a few weeks ago when I did just that walking and for just that purpose. Never mind that every step of the walk hurt--carefully disguised pain most of the time but steadily worsening. How dishonest that we disguise pain--of the body and even more, of the spirit. How ironic it takes pain to get our attention, that pain is the precursor to healing. How much more ironic that pain must become so much worse in order to get better. Post-surgical nerves scream in protest and the weight of a cast matches the one my spirit struggles against. We talk of walking by faith. This is non-walking by faith--trusting in healing, trusting that if, as doctor orders, I stay off of this foot for 4 weeks, the healed version will be better than the pre-surgical state and the process worth the pain. I wonder, will it work? posted by Annie 4:08 PM | . . .
