I’m sitting here, savouring the energy humming in my veins. It’s funny, but before I got sick, I never noticed it before. I never thought of energy as being a blessing. It wasn’t really ingratitude – just ignorance of what can go wrong with one’s body. They say you never really know what you’ve got until it’s not there.
I found the same thing when I was having problems with my back. Until I felt pain at every step, I had never really savoured the simple pleasure of walking, of strolling around, carefree, without a plan of what needed to be done before the pain became unbearable. Now that my back is stronger, and I don’t experience this anymore, I do notice. I savoured strolling around the mall last night: both the walking and the energy that’s slowly returning to my body and enabling me to browse around stores, shop for Christmas cards, and enjoy the fact that I’m alive and returning to health.
Some might say that the past few months have been my desert time (see my blog on “The Land In Between”), but I have a hard time thinking this way. They’ve been more like an oasis. Though physically it has not been pleasant, spiritually I can’t imagine a more lush, vibrant place. I pray that God will find me to be faithful when I exit the desert and enter the Promised Land. But for now, I’ll just sit here and enjoy the hum of energy in my veins.
