A Fellow Traveller

Can life come to something that is broken? Can bones heal on their own when fractured and dislocated? If there is a valley filled with dried out bones, is there any hope of healing? Only if God intervenes. In this dream, the bones start rattling and start reconnecting, fitting together like a complex puzzle coming together on it's own. Then the tendons and ligaments cover each, followed by flesh and finally skin. As each body stands in it's wholeness, there is no life, no motion or movement of any kind. Amazing things have happened to get to this point, but without life these bodies are simply monuments, standing without life. Finally the wind blows from all four directions and God's spirit fills each structure. This is the source of true living. It makes me wonder what structures we can work to rebuild, only to find something missing, something elusive and beyond ourselves. I can work to rebuild my marriage and relationships with the building blocks of better communicat

Today my cast was removed. The source of my itch is now exposed and I am suddenly able to rub off the dry skin from around my ankle. The three incisions have healed shut leaving bumpy tracks yet the foot is frozen in one position. The x rays looked good and the doctor said, ``You`re good to go. You can start putting weight on it now.``But it`s not as easy as that. Without the cocoon of the fiberglass around my ankle, every bump or brush against something is noticed. I`ve only started standing and putting some weight on it, but the muscles feel so tight. I know healing has taken place but I don`t feel ready to go. I will have to trust and begin to take baby steps towards mobility, listening when my body tells me to stop and rest.