As some of you my or may not know, my trip to Africa last summer was supposed to be a bit longer than it was. I was supposed to be in Kenya for a little over a week and then fly over to Uganda to meet with some friends. However, my plan ISN'T always God's plan. My last night in Kenya was spent rejoicing from the week, enjoying each others company, and playing games.
You see, I am quite the competitive person when it comes to games. That can be seen as a good thing or a bad thing. Good thing because I like to play hard to win; bad thing because sometimes I can take it a little too far. We were running around and I was trying not to get tagged, so logically I jumped over a bush in attempt to get away. Well, that jump was the end of the game; the landing of my jump didn't end so gracefully and I ended up breaking my foot. I couldn't walk on it at all! The boys on the team had to help carry me to my bed. I feel asleep for a bit, but was by the toilet for most of the night throwing up due to the amount of pain I was in.
My foot was seen as quite the inconvenience to many; however, I am a firm believer that everything happens for a reason. My foot breaking was all apart of God's faithfulness to protect His servants. My heart still aches talking about all this. So I am not going to get too much into it. BUT I will say, if it were not for my foot breaking, I wouldn't be here today.
Through all of this, God was teaching me lesson after lesson. "Courtney, I've got you. I love you. I am your Daddy, and I WILL protect you." He proved to me His power, and His provision. That the hurt and the pain would be taken away. Medically, physically, and emotionally.
If you had told me before my trip what would happen in the months to follow I wouldn't believe you. The break in my foot was so severe that I was told I would be in a cast for at least 3 months, if not more. Again, God's plan is greater than our own, even medically. My church (The Harvest/ The Mvmnt) was so consistent in praying for the healing hands of Jesus to wash over me. Knowing and believing that God is capable to do all we ask of Him. "Ask and it will be given to you; seek and you will find; knock and the door will be opened to you." -Matthew 7:7
Some like to say that because "I'm young" is the reason I healed so early. WRONG!!! Give glory where glory is due! Even my doctor was shocked because my first x-ray didn't medically match up to the one she took on the day my cast was taken off. GOD IS SO GOOD!
Even though my Heavenly Father was taking care of me. I still struggled with who I was. If you knew me before my break, I was a pretty active girl! I would go to boot camp in the morning and then the gym later that day, sometimes even twice. Three workouts in one day! That's what I did. That's who I was. Being wheelchair bounded in a cast, I couldn't workout, heck I couldn't walk! And until two weeks ago, March 17th, I wasn't even cleared to run! I lost who I was. I lost all passions I had (like blogging).
BUT THAT'S NOT ME! I'm not that girl! I'm not the one to let my situation and circumstance define me, but for the past 8 months that's who I have been. From the girl in the wheelchair, to the girl in the boot, to the girl back to normal, to the girl back in a boot, and now to the girl in a brace.
I am putting my once broken foot down! I am not who I once was. Just like our past sins don't define us, neither do past injuries! I am reclaiming me! Reclaiming my identity. I am Courtney: God's daughter, His servant, His beloved.
