Sunday, October 16, 2016

Help! Momma has fallen, but her eyes have been opened.

A little over a week ago I was just simply walking down the front porch steps and tore a ligament in my right foot!  I mean I seriously have no memory of turning it over or anything...and yes I was wearing flats.  The injury reminds me of hearing elders speak about walking and their hip giving out. Hip giving out = broken hip.

The same situation with me and my foot.  I was just walking down the steps and then I heard an awful tear and break sound with awful pain!!! The next thing I know I am rolling in the front yard holding my foot screaming in pain.  To anyone that passed the house that day and saw me rolling in the front yard...now you know why.  Poor Haylen thought I was dying.  I asked Hart to call Daddy (of course he was at the FD).  I got Jonathan on the phone and told him to come home immediately that I thought I had broken my foot.  I also called my sister Amanda, because when I have a near death experience (ok, i may be exaggerating a wee bit) I call my sister to let her know it!  Now she laughs and tells me she could barely understand me on the phone from all the pain I was in.

After the call to Jonathan I honestly just remember being in awful pain. But some how I managed to get back up the porch steps and inside on the couch.  Followed by getting the kids to help me remove my chipped toenail polish.  I may of been in awful pain, but this Southern Belle still has her pride to keep in mind.

Looking back I guess adrenaline took over and I managed to get in despite the pain.  What a blessing because now when I talk to the kids I realize how much my injury really frightened them.  The pain was awful, I honestly compare it to childbirth!

So why am I sharing this embarrassing story of me falling and the awful pain???  What is my point???  Hurting my foot that Saturday afternoon forced me to find the time to read a book I have been trying to finish for months now.  A book that was recommended by one of my favorite people Candace Cameron Bure.  (Ok, she is an actress but she is one of my people)  The Way of the Master by Ray Comfort


And this is where my eyes were opened!  I can say in my 35 years I have experienced pain.  I have had two children and Haylen alone made sure I understood what true contractions felt like!  I have had the stomach virus which I call the "Devil Virus" so bad I thought death would be the only option. I have also lost both of my parents and I can say losing a love one such as your parents the heartache alone is a pain like no other and you will never forget it.  But as soon as you hold your newborn you forget all the pain and exhausting hours.  Days after the "Devil Virus" passes by you realize you can live through such torture and you do have an appetite again.  Now the death of a parent or a love one is a different story.  You will always have a hole in your heart where they once were here on Earth with you.  But our Heavenly Father sends you sweet reminders of the joyous time we spent with them here on Earth, so you can smile through the tears and share stories of why you love and miss them so much!

So why am talking about all this type of pain? From a torn ligament, childbirth, stomach virus, and even death of a loved one.  Close your eyes and think about the most pain you have ever been in.  Try to remember how it felt? The cold sweat, the sharp ripping pain, pain that left you unable to sit still, the pain that left you so exhausted looking back you must of just passed out.  Then read the below passage out of Ray Comfort's book The Way of the Master.  This is where my eyes were opened to how much Jesus loved us to die for our sins.

However, the death of Jesus of Nazareth, which purchased our salvation, didn't come swiftly.  Jesus himself told us that He would suffer (Luke 9:22).  When commenting on Psalm 22:14, Charles Spurgeon said:


The placing of the Cross in its socket had shaken Him with great violence, had strained all the ligaments, pained every nerve, and more and less dislocated all His bones.  Burdened with His own weight, the august sufferer felt the strain increasing every moment of those six long hours.  His sense of faintness and general weakness were overpowering; while to His own consciousness He became nothing but a mass of misery and swooning sickness... To us, sensations such as our Lord endured would have been insupportable, and kind unconsciousness would have come to our rescue; but in His case, He was wounded, and felt the sword; He drained the cup and tasted every drop.

The risen Savior retained the scars of the Cross for a reason. Calvary's grisly wounds must remain before the eyes of the Christians.  They stand as a fearful testimony, not only of God's unfathomable love for sinners, but also of His incredible love for justice.

Reading this while laying in bed in great pain opened my eyes! "To us, sensations such as our Lord endured would have been insupportable, and kind unconsciousness would have come to our rescue..."

My entire life I had heard how Jesus could of called out to God and asked to come down from the cross but He did not. Proving His love for us, He endured all the pain as a sacrifice for our sins. People mocked Him for not coming down from the cross.  We read in the Bible "He saved others; Himself He cannot save.  If He is the King of Israel, let Him now come down from the cross, and we will believe Him.  He trusted in God; let Him deliver Him now if He will have Him; for He said, "I am the Son of God.'" Matthew 27:42-43 NKJV

Jesus endured it ALL for our sins!  Every pain, cold sweat, contraction, severe nausea...what ever you can picture to make you understand He endured it ALL!  I can honestly say I have heard this my entire life, I have read this and thought I understood His pain during His sacrifice on the cross for my sins.  But until I was forced to lay in bed and read the words again were my eyes truly opened.  I reflected to how kind adrenaline kicked in to get me up the porch steps and back in the house.  At no time during Jesus' sacrifice did He have such an experience.  He endured it ALL so we may have everlasting life.  

 I encourage you to read Ray Comfort's The Way of the Master.  It is eye opening in so many ways.  It is a great read for new Christians as well as those who have been in church and reborn again for years!

Thank you for stopping by Prissy Dixie!


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