As you all know, I tore my ACL playing soccer a month and a half ago. I will be having surgery on May 28th, two days from now. Going into the doctor’s office about 3 weeks ago, I was prepared to receive the worst news. I already had a feeling I wasn’t going to be able to work kamp this summer, so when the doctor told me the news, I handled it like a champ… that is, until I got home. Right when I walked in the door, I put in last summer’s K-2 video and cried while watching in… pathetic, I know. but I needed that cry, I needed to get it all out. I delt with not working all summer, but I at least wanted to visit. I began praying that the Lord would give me an opportunity to visit the amazing friends I’ve made over the past 2 years. When I found out that my surgery date was the 28th, I took that as an answered prayer. Staff training week started on the 19th and many of my friends would be there. I packed up and left on the 17th for a 13 hour drive to Tulsa, Oklahoma to visit a friend before we left for Lampe, Missouri for STW. I got home from kamp yesterday and boy am I thankful that I was able to make the trip. I view it as a HUGE blessing from God; a blessing which definitely outweighs the problem, for sure.
Being at kamp for a week really rocked my world. I haven’t felt that loved in a long time. Let me tell you about it….
Since I don’t get to see any of my kamp friends during the year, you can just imagine how excited girls can be when they are reunited. (reunited and it feels so gooood) It is so refreshing to be around a bunch of college athletes, both men and women, who love the Lord and who are actively pursuing Him with everything they have. We are all broken and full of junk, but there is just something about the heart surgery that goes on during staff week. During one of the talks, I really felt the Lord put the word “healing” so clear on my heart. I dont know why. I dont know if he wants to heal my knee, or my grnadmothers alzheimers, or my mom’s and my relationship, or if God just wants me to go ahead and be praying for the people we will come in contact with on the race… who knows. I have been praying for all those things except my knee. I just viewed this surgery as a part of life. I hurt my knee and now I have to have surgery. point blank. But that night, I started praying for my knee to be healed, whether its complete healing before the surgery or a quick recovery.
After the talk was over, I talked individually with about 8 of my friends tellinging them exactly what I jsut told you guys. Each of them prayed for me right then and there and told me they would continue praying. Praying for healing can be an uncomfortable thing at times. I mean we pray for it, but do we actually believe that it will happen. It is something i think about taking place overseas, not necessarily here. Something that has always been head knowlege, but not heart knowledge is that God is the same today as He has ever been. There is no and has never been a doubt that God could heal me. I know He can, It is just a matter of if He will or not. And let me tell you, I am praying, expecting and claiming God’s Word. How cool would it be if I went into surgery and nothing was wrong with my knee. WOW, just the thought gives me chills. I know God can do that. No matter what God chooses to do, I will be joyful and content.
My challenge to you is to pray, expecting God to act. All I know is that He wants to heal something, and I could possibly be my knee. Maybe He will, maybe He won’t… but healing is definitely something we need to get used to praying for.
