We had a long week of meetings to attend starting Friday the 17th. On Sunday while we were at home for one day my husband Doug went riding with Klint, Calli and Kris. They found some "powder" and were doing whatever it is that they do on the snow machines when Doug's flipped over and most likely landed on top of him before rolling away. The result was some cracked ribs.
He came home on Sunday and said, "I think I hurt my back."
Doug has always been active, and very self-sufficient. He works hard and is happiest working very hard. He is physically fit and would never let me lift anything heavy or cumbersome, (if he was around). As I have watched him hobble around I had to cry. Back problems are things that one does not get over very quickly, if at all. Doug has always had a strong back and I struggle with mine (twins, lifting bigger rocks than myself...when Doug was not looking). Watching him move with such effort has been hard for me to see.
The meetings that began on Monday, I thought they would be canceled until he could get around easier ---but NOPE. Off we went on Monday to the evening Anchorage Native Musicale being sponsored by Anchorage Native New Life Fellowship. He was in constant pain but kept saying he felt better doing something than to just sit at home.
That whole day Doug would not let me carry his bass guitar (very heavy in case) no matter how much I protested and told him that I should and could carry that. He said, "No Connie, it's too heavy." So, slowly we would head inside or outside.
The next morning we left early to get to the morning Native Leadership Gathering sessions. The meetings were put on by Wellspring Ministries and they were excellent. The topic was interesting so any hope of not going to the rest of the morning meetings was lost after going to the first one!
By Wednesday Doug agreed to let me carry his bass along with my computer bag and the projector for the PowerPoint Show that I ran at the Musicale. I think after this he started to look straighter.
The week is gone, the weekend too and this Monday morning, I am still tired. I told myself as I rolled over and went back to sleep, it's my healing time. I slept until 8:40 a.m. which is a long time for me!
During the Leadership sessions we heard some very good stuff. Stuff about forgiveness and how it heals our bodies to let go of past hurts and to forgive others even when we don't want to. When we forgive even when we don't want to, our hearts are freed from the strongholds we have allowed the Evil One to have a foothold in our minds and hearts then we are healed. In the place of unforgiveness God puts in joy and peace.
When we are full of joy and peace we are happy. When we are happy, even cracked ribs heal faster!
It's so good to be home.