“Let’s warm up with jumping jacks”, said the running group leader. “No problem”, I thought. While jumping, I turned to look goofily at my daughter who was with me. Mid-turn, my leg gave out and I suddenly and obviously fell to the pavement. “I’m good!” I cheerfully said while pulling myself off the ground in front of 20 women and girls I didn’t know very well. My knee wasn’t painful, but wasn’t entirely right either. But I pressed on, my daughter ran off and I went walking with a few women.
While walking, I turned to chat and boom-down again! Once more a smiling, “I’m fine” came out of my mouth as I hoisted myself off the gravel a bit slower this time. Three miles later I was okay, until it gave out a few more times at home. I finally whispered to my husband, “I think I did something to my knee.”
Fast forward a few months–past the Dr.’s appointments, MRI, and PT to help me identify if I want to live with a stable, but torn ACL or have surgery. I realized my knee is fairly stable, but it’s only functional, not optimal. It is time for surgery.
Can I live with it? Yes.
Do I want to? Not anymore.
I want more for my life. I want to live an optimal existence and this knee is hindering me. Optimal and not just functional is how I want to live for Jesus as well.
Jesus told them, “This is the only work God wants from you: Believe in the one he has sent.” ~John 6:29 NLT