Mountain Mover on duty

Well this morning's phone call was no accident; divine guidance is right on schedule. These last few days have been inviting me to be still and I found that quite challenging but managed to practise patience. At yesterdays' worship time at church the organist said that this next song will mean much more when sung during the times when it makes the least sense to utter praise and proceeded to announce the song –“Blessed be the name of the Lord”, I smiled. I remembered the second time I heard that song, last year October, I had almost choked on the words- "and when the darkness closes in still I will say blessed be the name of the Lord. Oh how I felt like God was putting me to the test and I resented that. This song has been part of the music worship three times in the last eight Sundays and each of those times it was when the going was the roughest in the last few months. In my mind I was going yes God I get it… I get the hint as I pumped my lungs to give that tune all that I got!

When I received the insurance company's decision to cease benefits, I flipped; okay God is that suppose to be fair? And what are you going to do about this when I know and you know that I am hardly able to do move around and I am expected to hobble to take care of someone’s profit... what kind of life is it that you have me partake in buddy?

I decided not to argue with Him because he knew all too well that this was coming. I chose to continue doing what I had been doing since the surgeon recommended me to return to work that I clearly could not yet return to. I am not there to blame, huff and puff or feel sorry myself, or hurt anyone or myself. I will file an appeal and continue to attend to my health and wellness; if that is all I do for myself on this side of heaven then there will be lots of rejoicing in eternity- that is what I did.

I will not say that it was easy as pie; I had never been this assertive in my life but better late than never. It was not too long before I came to terms with what all these events are teaching me- assertiveness. I also remember the saying that God will not do for me what he has empowered me to do for myself. So as nervous as I was about the outcome, I stood my ground.

In the meantime I requested to see a neurologist to check in on the improvement of the nerve and even after five months of therapy and choosing not to return to work, there is evidence of nerve irritation that makes my sciatic nerve vulnerable to injury. Knowing this was the reason for not feeling too helpless as I chose to apply for EI.

One week after doing so, the Insurance company representative called to inform me that the benefits were reinstated and will continue until September. Also the company is willing to review job duties and intend to request recommendations from my GP and the surgeon.
Well alleluia God!
One thing is clear in all this, evidence that I will never quite understand God but will always have reason to say thank you for what He is doing.