With a grand smile and gentle belly rub she declared, “I’m having a baby!”
Relieved to hear that she’s not hosting ET’s love child I replied, “That’s great!” 
A tad embarrassed, she added, “Oh, um, I’m having a baby girl…it’s my first!”
I felt no need to tell her that the brain cells that she’s already lost, as it appears from one brief conversation, will never, ever return.
What’s your most hilarious pregnancy-related story? Wassup?
Pin ItMy adorable ten year old niece, Cassie, wears two different colored socks, intentionally, every day. Not being “hip to the jive”, her Aunt Mo (as she calls me) asked, “Wassup?” (You know how I dig that question!) As she moved around, her Shirley Temple curls bounced in steady rhythm to her animated response, “That’s just what we (the girls her age) do (wear mismatched colorful socks)!”
Since I’m a trend-setter, in my own mind and no one else’s, I too, present unmatched feet daily, but in shoes. Like Cassie, my unmatched-ness is intentional, but not for the sake of fashion. I’m still healing from two broken foot bones.
That’s just what we (the broken footed), do (wear mismatched shoes)!
On the outside surface of my foot, you’ll see that my incision is healing beautifully. Textbook really. I’m very grateful to God for this healing and you too, for your prayers. But what you won’t see is that from the side of my foot, it’s still very swollen, because breaks take time to heal.
Something else you won’t see is that I’ve been watching the clock. I’m on a time table, people. A well intentioned time table. Pre-op, my surgeon said that I’d begin jogging again in 2-4 months. My two month vision and time table began ticking in the recovery room. (I know I sound loony, but I’m just being honest!)
I’m in week five and only have three more weeks to jog. Right? RIGHT?!?
I’ve seen a couple of common threads this past month in my life and in the lives of some of my precious friends.
Breaks take time to heal.
It is naive to think that once the outside is healed, that healing is finished. I have some friends that are healing some very serious breaks. And…
Once a bone has been broken, it takes time to heal.
Once a heart has been broken, it takes time to heal.
Once trust has been broken, it takes time to heal.
Once confidence has been broken, it takes time to heal.
Once a dream has been broken, it takes time to heal.
Once a relationship has been broken, it takes time to heal.
And like the swelling in my foot, it takes time and rest and tender attentive care to be restored from the injury that’s left me, that’s left us, with a slight gimp.
I told my physical therapist that I’ve been doing short walks, thinking that I would be praised. Oh, how I love me some praise! But my physical therapist did the opposite, he cautioned me to only walk when necessary because it takes time for the break to heal and swelling to go down.
So instead of watching the clock, I’m going to turn it around.
Stop watching the clock and be more focused on the Healer.
I’ve seen how friends and I both feel a bit mismatched, lopsided of sorts. But like my sweet Cassie, we can smile because, “The Lord is near the broken-hearted.” Psalm 34:18
That’s something to smile about today!
If you’re healing from a break, let’s turn it around and stop watching the clock and be more focused on the fact that God is near the broken footed and hearted!
Because after all, that’s just what we (believers) do (believe)!
Past or present, and in just one word, what’s something that’s been broken and is taking time to heal?
Today on 24/7 MOMS, I share my son’s astute analogy, “Sharks are to blood like Mom is to coffee.”
I say, “As long as the shark stays away from my coffee, then no animal cruelty is necessary.”
Hope you’ll check it out and leave a comment!
What animal are you most like and why?
