About a month ago I underwent wisdom teeth surgery; a procedure that thousands of people experience a year and an extraction that can seriously shock a patient especially if they are not well educated on the after effects. Umm- geeeez! My doctor told me all the possible risks and only 1%-5% chance of them even occurring. Not thinking twice about it since so many people have the surgery done, I agreed and he performed the surgery in a week’s time. Fast forward to that day and 45 minutes of being under, once I was conscious the anesthesia seemed to wear off immediately and all the pain came rushing into my mouth. While apparently screaming “I don’t want to have kids! I’m never getting pregnant- this hurts!” I sobbed right there in the clinic. The next few days were challenging to say the least. Besides not being cut out for the bed rest life at all, I lived off macaroni and cheese, ice cream, pancakes, and Greek yogurt for a week. When I returned to the doctor’s for a follow up, apparently I wasn’t recovering as fast as I should have been. I forced myself to eat more foods with substance and crunch while icing my face- then part of my tongue went numb. I started accidentally biting my tongue to a point I won’t discuss and taste buds did not seem present.“This is normal, right? This will go away.” I attended church on a Wednesday (as my chipmunk cheeks went down) and after telling a friend of my experience and my numb tongue, she told me that it could last until six months or forever. Forever?! Thankfully I was in the right place to lay it all down and surrender it to Christ. In an hour’s time I went from shocked, to mad, to regret, and then to the Spirit’s presence. I became thankful because I knew it could be so much worse. “This is so miniscule to what millions of other people are currently going through. And if it lasts forever then I can always physically remember that even through my imperfectness, God accepts me anyways.” The numbness has gone down yet is still there. It’s especially a struggling distraction when I help lead worship or when I tend to accidentally bite on it, but it’s been a great lesson. Just declaring that it will be completely healed and holding on to the only true hope we have in our Ultimate Healer has given me so much peace. My prayer is that whatever storm you may be going through, big or small, God sees and knows your pain because He has experienced it. He sees your frustration, your stress, your tears, your heart. As mad as you are towards Him or to whoever, He promises to never let go. Lean and trust in Him. You’ll discover and rest in His divine peace that you can’t get anywhere else.
“Behold, I will bring to it health and healing, and I will heal them and reveal to them abundance of prosperity and security.” – Jeremiah 33:6