Baby Steps

Hello my beautiful blogging family. I pray you are all well and safe. πŸ€—πŸ˜·

I’m continuing to slowly heal. The pace of healing is not anywhere near what I would like it to be, however I am seeing positive signs and focusing on them instead.

I guess it’s the walking that’s gotten me down both literally and emotionally. My legs feel very sluggish and they hurt. They don’t want to move much or else my whole body trembles. It’s going to take TIME as my Dr. informs me which is the challenge.

In God’s good timing, I’m just going to have to take baby steps and allow my nervous system to rejuvinate and heal slowly.

I’m praying for patience. This road is very windy with lots of bumps and potholes and yet with our God all things are possible.

He is near. He is good and He is in control.

Much love,

Viv πŸ€—

~And Jesus answered and said unto them, have faith in God. Mark 11:22

Wearing the mask my daughter sewed for me when I go to my appointments.

Outcasts

Do you ever feel like an outcast? An outcast in your family? In your community, or among your circles? For me, I can say……yes. (Not in my blogging community though, y’all are great!)

Sadly, when most people are brain injured it causes a standoffish reaction from their community of people. Their closest friends slowly back away….and the other not so close ones vanish like soap bubbles. I had no idea in 2016 this was the all too common reaction from the majority of well bodied people. I naively thought I would be loved and supported but instead, I was cast aside.

Although this response shocked me then, I’ve come to see past this and seek answers beyond. Jesus has taught me this: He loves and came for all of us outcasts, misfits, losers, and those labeled as abnormal by worldly standards. He didn’t really have much to do with those who had it all together…..instead, he hung out with the out crowd.

My security comes from Him. He is my everything, not people’s reactions to me. He loves me just like I am. Physically broken……yes, but spiritually I am whole, healed!! He sees past my TBI to a woman bought, redeemed, and justified. He is my everything because He is perfect in every way and lives inside of me.

Knowing my security doesn’t come from anyone other than Jesus comforts the sting of being an outcast because this world is not my home. I’m just here on a temporary basis because my real home is in Heaven with Jesus my Lord.

Much love,

Viv 🌷🌺🌻