When Faith Won't See

More walking today.
No real pain, just some stiffness and soreness.

I had my doubts.
All summer I wondered if I'd ever walk again.

Intellectually I knew I would.
I knew that my injuries were not going to cripple me forever.
Yeah, I wondered if I'd need knee replacements or other surgery to fix the knee.
But even in my mind's worst case scenario it would be no longer than a year of having to roll or crutch around.

Still, the doubt was there.
I'd create well visions in my  mind of walking and the crutches would creep in.
I'd project into a positive, well, whole future and the wheelchair insinuated itself into my vision.
My imagination felt hemmed in by pain, real pain, and doubt.

Today I did more unassisted walking than I've done since April.
I had the cane with me but I didn't rely on it.
There is the tendency to list to the left.
I did another one of those whooooaaaaaaa things and veered but the cane helped me right myself before I toppled.

Otherwise it was my legs doing all the work.
I felt so hopeful,
so normal,
so well.

Sometimes when we can't see it
we can press forward anyway.

I guess that's one way to be faithful.
Faith can involve pressing forward toward a clear vision
but in this case
I was able to press forward kinda blind.

I pressed.
It worked.


*Lisa's Video Pick of the Day*
"Either way, nothing remains the same."
The evolution of a dream?
Pretty cool.
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