Three weeks later I can honestly say it has gotten easier, but during that time it left me thinking about my life prior to my surgery.
It’s good to slow down. I speak for myself in that regard—I often take on more than I can handle. I often run to and fro trying to accomplish the impossible—and then some. As a result, I rush through devotions, cut a conversation with a close friend short, or ignore the things that seem to have no meaning on this side of heaven. But I now realize what a huge impact it may have in someone else's life—even my own—if I just slow down and take time for the small things.
Which leads to: it’s good to remove the clutter from my life. When the basic moves became my main priority, it amazed me how fast the other non-essential tasks slipped from my mind. My usual well-organized “over” tendencies don't seem as necessary as being able to just walk!
If nothing else, my inability to move around freely caused me to focus my strength on one thing at a time. When just lifting my sore leg out of bed and getting it to the floor became a major production, multi-tasking became a thing of the past. If nothing else, this surgery made me aware of life around me. It’s making me analyze my every action to make sure they are God worthy.
Your turn: What event happened in your life to make you re-analyze what you do?