Moments
Two weeks ago I took my first tentative steps post-op after being immobile for more than 24 hours. I was eager to get back to it, but moments into that first walk I was overcome by nausea and had to take a seat for a bit before trying again.
This morning I drove down to Wrightsville Beach and walked nearly 6 miles. It felt so good. I don’t share this to boast or so that someone will say, “You’re amazing.” I share this to encourage others.
Put in the time now, before you’re facing a crisis, so when the hard times come, you’ll have endurance, you’ll have strength, you’ll be able to carry on. You’ll see the moments for what they are.
No, these last two weeks haven’t been perfect or easy in every moment. There have been some hard moments, especially on those days when nausea was more than I thought I could handle and abdominal pain was intense.
For the record, abdominal surgery is no joke.
But looking back, those were moments that passed.
There will surely be hard moments on the road ahead, but I want to keep that in perspective. They are moments. And just like all moments in life they are fleeting.
I am encouraged by the words of David in Psalm 39:
“LORD, remind me how brief my time on earth will be. Remind me that my days are numbered— how fleeting my life is.”
