About Me

Hey there! I'm a twenty-three year old Jesus follower, and this blog is to record all of the goings-on in my life within the next months. I recently broke both of my legs, and feel God leading me to tell my story - a story of redemption and grace, of hope and pain, of excitment and fear. May you be deeply blessed as you read. Shalom!

Monday, February 28, 2011

Circles.

I spent the night with my grandma last night (super fun), and I woke up this morning wondering where I was.  I know that this happens to everybody; you wake up in a place you don't normally sleep, in a sleepy stupor, and that's the first thing you think, "Huh?  Where am I?"  Then you realize, "Oh yeah. I'm _____." 

I sort of feel that same way about the fact that it is the last day of February.  It has officially been four months since I first began this journey in my life, and I can't believe it has been that long.  Four months!?  Part of me wonders where the heck time has gone, and part of me feels like, "Man, I can't wait to walk normally again."

Although, I do have to say that, and I'm happy to report, that the crutches and I have a much better working relationship.  It was definitely touch and go; I wasn't sure that we could be together much longer.  The best part is that I woke up this morning, strapped on my boots, (did not have to climb down any stairs!), and I started cracking up as I hobbled into the living room.  When I walk, I look down to make sure that where I plant my crutches isn't going to be someplace wet, wobbly, or worrisome; this morning as I looked down, I noticed a few circles in the carpet.  Then, as I worked my way closer to the living room I noticed a few more.  Then a few more.  I stopped, and I realized that there were circles EVERYWHERE in my grandmother's carpet.  They are from the bottom of my crutches!  Dozens and dozens of little imprints of where I had been the night before.  Apparently, everywhere. : )

As we were riding to the house last night on the way home from my sister's concert, my dad was showing me pictures of when they first got to the hospital to see me.  They were pictures that I hadn't seen yet, and I couldn't even believe what I saw.  More circles.  More reminders of where I started this crazy journey.  It's still so surreal to me that I broke my legs four months ago today.  What months they have been. 

"He has caused his wonders to be remembered; the LORD is gracious and compassionate."  -Psalm 111:4