Written by: Evangelist Angie Bee…(includes audio version)
We’ve all done it before, traveled a corner too closely and banged that baby toe. Some of us have even found ourselves wearing Popsicle-stick-splints, wrapped carefully around that fractured big toe. I don’t think I’ve heard of anyone injuring those second, third or fourth toes… but there is probably somebody out there who has managed to do that.
What’s the FIRST thing you say as those nerve endings are flooded by the shock waves of pain? What’s the first thing that escapes your lips? Is it a curse word? An expletive that your mama told you she had BEST not hear come out of your mouths? Is it the standard “OUCH!” or “DARN” or a sympathy-inducing, blood-curdling moan!?
I just banged my toe. Well, actually, I was lifting the vacuum cleaner to re-direct it and it slipped from my hands and fell on the top of my big toe. Yes, I was wearing my slippers and normally this incident would not have bothered me too much… but let me back track a little bit.
In September 2016 I had a bunion on my left foot repaired. I praise God for the health insurance and the patient man of God that tolerated me hobbling around the house on a walker. Unfortunately I put too much weight on that foot in the first week, popped a stick and landed with an infection in that foot. By the time February 2017 rolled around I was experienced and ready to have the bunion on my right foot taken care of.
This time, I wasn’t taking any chances as I expertly rolled around the house in a wheelchair. The bible taught me in 1 Corinthians 6:9 “Don’t you realize that your body is the temple of the Holy Spirit, who lives in you and was given to you by God? You do not belong to yourself.” ;and I am in a season of repairing my temple! After years of overeating, obesity and basically ignoring the body that God has blessed me to have, I have lost 200 pounds through weight loss surgery and I’m healing better that I could have ever imagined! However, my legs, back and especially my feet suffered immensely over the years that I weighed over 380 pounds and bunions on both feet were the result. It was my goal to continue the restoration of my temple by having both of my feet operated on.
Now, if any of you have ever gone through a planned surgical process, you know that there can be prescriptions, healing apparatus’s and family support in place. My last surgery was in February 2017 and now that the summer is upon us, I don’t have many second thoughts about that procedure. I’m walking pain-free and experimenting with new shoes that make my legs look GREAT! However, through all of these accomplishments, I have to admit that I have not praised God as much as I should have. You know… each of you probably called your mother recently because it was Mother’s Day, or maybe you visited her gravesite or mourned because she is no longer with you. She was remembered and celebrated in some way, but did you thank God for her? What I am trying to say is now that my surgery is over and my healing is upon me, have I reached out to God lately to say “THANK YOU FOR MY SURGERY! or even to say THANK YOU FOR MY HEALING!!! Have I done that?
That’s where the vacuum cleaner comes in to play. You see, I have learned over the years that the FIRST thing that needs to come out of my mouth when I experience pain or fear is JESUS! Even as of late, I have heard the words THANK YOU GOD!!! come out of my mouth, as I ran to get the ice pack or wiped a tear from my eye. I’m not saying that God allowed me to drop the vacuum cleaner on my foot in order to be praised… God is a jealous God, but he ain’t vain… what I am saying is that we need to praise God “in season and out”, when we are in pain and out of pain, during the good times and the bad. Don’t stub your toe and curse God because of the pain! Don’t pray to God before the surgery and not give Him a shout of praise after receiving your healing!
In celebration of Father’s Day, I want to end this piece with a word of advise I learned from my Daddy. Not long ago, I was healing from either an ailment or a surgical procedure, I don’t really remember. Well, I called my daddy in order to get some sympathy and to be babied-on a bit. My precious daddy, Mr. Al James Bennett said to me in a loving and wise voice “you ain’t as young as you used to be, so it’s gonna take you longer to heal up!” (smh – no sympathy came from him on THAT DAY! – lol) However, somewhere in my daddy’s advise I did hear from God through that message. God’s grace and mercy carried us through a lot of pain and heartache earlier in our lives and we may or may not given God the praise that we should have. Isaiah 46:4 says ” Even to your old age I will be the same, And even to your graying years I will bear you! I have done it, and I will carry you; And I will bear you and I will deliver you”.
God loved us when we didn’t know we were being loved, so now that we KNOW better let us work to praise Him FIRST during our trials and pain.
Happy Father’s Day to my God. Thank you for the love, caring and wisdom you have bathed me in over the years and thank you for allowing me to stub my toe. Thank you for the ice pack that was in my refrigerator and thank you for allowing this message to reach other wise fathers, so they may pass along your teachings to their children. Thank you for my husband and his “fathering” methods and for his ability to hear from you as he guides us both along the path you have set for us. Thank you God for those obstacles in our lives that you allow us to bump in to that bless you Lord. Thank you for the bruises we have endured; that are healing. I ask these and all added blessing be bestowed upon the readers and hearers of your word through this article and I thank you God for allowing me to serve as your hands, feet and your voice.
In the mighty name of Jesus, I pray
Happy Father’s Day Everyone and
Evangelist Angie BEE
Author, Producer, Promoter and Servant of the Lord
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