Take the lessons from any situation

Judith Victoria Hensley - Plain Thoughts

While still recovering from knee replacement surgery and under the watchful eyes of my family, my activities and communications have been pretty much shut down. I just needed time to heal. I’ve been off the computer, off of television, off social media, in an attempt to calm myself and let this amazing body cooperate with the doctor’s work and God’s design to heal.

I have had some physical challenges that have demanded my full attention. It has not been an easy road so far, yet I’m still thankful to have the surgery done, a new knee, and a brighter future because of it. I am already in less pain than I was before the surgery.

Recently a Graham Cooke sermon caught my attention. “Who does God want to be to you in this current situation? What does He want to reveal to you under your current circumstances? What can you learn about your relationship with God in this moment that you could not learn at any other time?”

This is my brain’s scrambled version of what he was saying, but there is such profound truth in it that I’ve certainly taken it to heart.

My philosophy has always been that there is a lesson to learn in every situation. There is something positive to take away from every negative. Let me learn my lessons well and get them right the first time because I do not want to have to get on this merry-go-round again and have to try to learn the lesson I didn’t get right the first time.

I must say, some lessons are more obvious than others. Some are easier to learn than others. Having already come through one knee replacement a few years ago, if there was anything I was supposed to learn from this situation, I certainly want to get it right.

Actually, I’ve learned a lot of things through all of this and am sure to continue to process it all over the next few months.

Most obvious is my amazing family – son, brother, mother, father. They have all contributed in an incredible ways to my healing process and I am so thankful for them and their presence during this ordeal. My son and brother were there with me during surgery and when my son had to go back to his job and life, my brother brought me home to my house, and did everything in his power to make this whole thing easier on me and my mom. My mother at age 82 has stuck with me like glue, and once again taken on her role of mother hen over a wounded baby chick, seeing to everything humanly possible that she could do for me or in the house. My little daddy at 85 has come and gone faithfully, stopping in to visit and run shopping errands for groceries.

My amazing church family set up a schedule and had people volunteer to bring food for a solid week after I got home when things were toughest. What a blessing they were to me in the physical recovery, but also in seeing them take the burden of cooking off of my mother. We were truly blessed by generosity, good food, amazing cooks, and prayers offered up steadily in my behalf.

These were the obvious lessons.

But when I asked God what I was supposed to learn, this was the reply I got. “It is easy to praise me when things are going well. It is easy to praise me when your prayers are getting answered. But what about in the dark times when I seem a million miles away and you think your prayers are not touching heaven? What about in the midst of all consuming pain when you are in that black hole where no one else can go with you?”

“Yes, Lord. I still praise You even in the darkness when it seems like I’m all alone, because You are good all the time. Your love and faithfulness toward me never change.”

“Always remember that I am with you every step of the way, whether you feel Me near or not, whether you see the answers to your prayers or not. Whether it seems like I’m a million miles away. I am always with you, every second, every minute, even in the pain and the darkness. Rest assured, I will always be right there beside of you.”

Lesson learned.

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Judith Victoria Hensley

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