It is God who arms me with strength,
And makes my way perfect.
2 Samuel 22:33
God is my strength and power,
And He makes my way perfect.
I’m a whimp. I don’t like problems. I don’t like pain. I don’t usually think of myself as strong or powerful. I’m not sure I would consider any of the past few months to be perfect. However, it occurred to me this morning that this place and time and circumstance has enabled me to have the surgery I needed and the recovery process it requires…with far fewer problems than I would have encountered ten months ago when I was first injured.
I am retired…so I don’t feel the pressure to recover quickly and return to work.
I am retired…so I can coordinate my medical appointments with Gary’s work schedule.
We are in town…so Gary can quickly and easily pick me up and take me to PT.
We are in a smaller house…so I have fewer daily chores to worry about.
We are in a better house for my needs…so I don’t have to navigate steps or worry about a brick walkway.
I could go on with a dozen more examples, but there is no need. I know that God has provided me with strength if I will just use it. I know I can rely on his power. And I know that he has provided me with the perfection I require…even if I don’t always see it or feel it.