“You’ll never be able to play the piano again.”
My spirit cringed and I winced as I heard these words.
They were spoken with such finality. God knew how much playing the piano meant to me.
But something inside me refused to totally embrace them.
No, it was too soon to tell
and my heart trusted in a Power beyond myself.
It had been a freak accident
that caused a huge hematoma on the back of my right hand.
I had been working in the kitchen preparing a meal of lasagna
and happened to crack my hand on the edge of the counter.
Instant pain had brought tears to my eyes
but of greater concern was the immediate swelling
that occurred before my eyes.
Through that night and into the following days
my throbbing huge hand grew to more than twice its normal size
limiting my activity and forcing me to change my daily routines.
Rest, ice, compression and elevation the doctor said.
But these questions continued to haunt me –
Would I ever play the piano again?
Would I ever be able to do those runs
up and down on the keyboard? Would I be permanently limited?
I heard the negative word – never –
but I wondered
wasn’t it too soon to make that statement?
I prayed and waited and prayed some more.
I looked at my hand and felt discouraged.
I read in His Word and was stirred to hope.
Today although it’s been three years since that painful accident
I can still remember the battle in my mind.
Meditating on words of power and belief
Now unto Him that is able to do exceeding abundantly above all that we ask or think, according to the power that worketh in us, Ephesians 3:20
Battling human reasoning –
glass half empty thinking.
It’s always that way, isn’t it?
We are surrounded by glass half empty thinkers –
Well meaning most of the time
but still not reckoning on the power of God.
When I play the piano today I am thrilled that my right hand
has fully recovered and is limber as ever.
It was not always that way.
No, for a space of about an age-long year or two
I struggled to play the piano.
Even a few notes hurt at first
but I kept playing.
Slowly at first and then with greater confidence.
Healing began to take place
and with the healing
my joy overflowed.
He still works.
He still heals.
He still restores.
Pray and wait and pray some more.
No, He doesn’t always restore here on earth
Sometimes, full healing is for heaven.
But we can always trust Him to do exceedingly abundantly beyond all we can think or imagine
both now and forever more.
Listen to those words of power and let them sink deep within your soul.
Embrace them with all that you are.
His Power is greater than man can fathom.
His faithfulness is sure.
Believe in Him and keep your eyes on the Morning Star.
He is Who He says He is.
He does what He says He will do.
Live out your faith with confidence.
His Power for your weakness.
His Power over-ruling everything.
Oh for a thousand tongues to sing my great Redeemer’s praise.
Let’s never forget the triumphs of His Grace.