God, what the heck are you trying to teach me? Why did I sprain my ankle again? Is it to get away from me attaching my worth and value to work? Because I feel really good about it now... Sigh. What a day.
It started with staining the right side of my knee-length jeans with cooking oil early in the morning. Okay, that was fine. And then at Food Bank, I stained the left side with motor oil! :S Alright, I got over it too. And then it was hearing the sad news of our friend at the staff meeting. I was keeping a good attitude throughout, and did not even think about how the day had spanned out. And then I decided that it was a good idea to hang out with this girl who is doing the D school.
We went to Ana's place to take her out to watch the guys play bucket ball and Sam wearing a dress doing it, but who had the last laugh? It wasn't me. I was silenced by the pain of the ankle that got sprained on top of another sprain that was still healing. It was excruciating. And I am frustrated with my lack of care by stepping on uneven ground.
Why did I not think about that? God, what are you trying to teach me? To rest? To actually get it that I am dispensable and I am not needed and that my identity and worth are in You and not in work, not in relationship with others but only in You? I need to get it this time then. Will you make it known to this soul that is so frustrated with her situation right now? I wish daddy was here to massage my ankle. I really do. :(
What am I to do with this ankle? Would someone like to piggyback me?
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