Surgery

Unexpecteds happen all the time to all of us. Some of them take a long time to deal with. I never thought a year ago I'd be back in bed recovering from another surgery on my knee. The patella had shifted out of line and a surgical tie down was necessary as well as a bone graft. So, another summer of unexpected recovery and healing.

And deep thoughts brought on probably by pain relieving narcotics. I went in to the hospital last Wednesday because a Doctor told me I needed surgery on my knee. I walked into a room that 3 hours later I'd roll out of on a bed, knowingly I'd be unable to walk for 6 or more weeks. While I let them take me out of consciousness, I was oblivious to multiple doctors and nurses cutting into my side, taking out a core of bone from my pelvis, and then cutting over my knee cap and inserting the bone graph. While it's not 100% sure that I'll ever be able to run or even walk without a limp, I entrusted my body into the hands of people I don't really even know. I merely took it upon their word that they knew what they were doing.

That's more faith I believe than most of us have in God. We do not offer our bodies up to him the way we do our doctors. We don't trust that he'll take care of us. We try and fix it ourselves and want to know all the risks and all the requirements. We don't sign a form giving over our entire health to him We don't believe that in the end not only will we be saved, but we'll run again. Is God sovereign or not? We need to start living like he has our best interest in mind and give up a lot of things that are under our control. Living it. If we believe it.