So I got to spend 2 weeks in St. Lucia on an anniversary trip with Niki wearing an eye patch. Not ideal, but you gotta admit, there’s something kinda fun about being dressed up like a pirate in the Caribbean. I was a pirate who didn’t do anything!  Arrrr!

My brain is getting better. It’s been over 5 weeks since I got my prayer-induced-concussion, which resulted in severe double vision. (My eyes are fine, but the part of my brain that causes them to focus together is damaged).  I’m able to go without the patch for most the day now, and there have been a couple days where I didn’t use it at all. But apparently that tired out my brain (I slept 48+ hours in 4 days), the nausea came back in full force, and I’m back to wearing the patch half the day or more.  Dangit.

That’s okay. Even if it’s 3 steps forward 2 steps back, I’m doing well, and I’m thankful that it’s healing as quickly as it is. (Thank you, God!) And I’m thankful that it’s not a lot worse. And I am so thankful for those who have been praying for me!

When I got back to work, I saw Dennis, my powerfully Spirit filled friend, and shared with him what happened (turns out the eye patch is a guaranteed conversation starter). He passed along the most encouraging words that enabled me to make sense of it all and to understand better who I am in Christ (and the power that I have – bam!).

Dennis reminded me that I have an enemy, and he’s got a focused mission — to steal, kill, and destroy. His objective that morning was not for me to get a headache or a brain injury. It was to kill and destroy. “It’s a miracle of God — and a testament to His goodness — that you’re standing here today!” Dennis told me that the reason my injury wasn’t worse was because God’s angels caught me on the way down, breaking my fall. The verse from Ps. 91 came to mind — For he will command his angels concerning you to guard you in all your ways; they will lift you up in their hands, so that you will not strike your foot against a stone.

He reminded me that when I’m worshiping, then I’m standing in the position Lucifer (now “Satan”) once stood. Imagine his jealousy when he sees us–children of God–standing in the place once reserved for him?!
 
He talked to me at length about the power, purpose, and favor that I have from God, and how much He loves me. That I am truly a princess–royalty in God’s eyes. And that when I’m going around doing a whole lot of nothing-that-seems-so-special, His Spirit is on me in a mighty way (and in a way I don’t yet fully recognize).
 
I felt so good coming out of my talk with him. I felt strengthened and edified. My faith was built — I finally had an answer to my question, “Lord, where were you when all this happened?” I finally was able to reconcile my belief that God is good with the fact that He let this happen somehow. I caught a glimpse of His grace and favor on me. And I experienced–even if briefly–God’s deep, unfailing love for me.