No, I didn’t have an accident with a wall. I’m talking about the walls of difficulty and resistance we all face everyday, of many different kinds.

One I’m dealing with now is Physical Therapy. When my body screams at me – JUST GET IN BED AND STAY THERE! – I have to make a choice, stay in bed and get worse, or get up and slowly get better.

Fortunately God pushes me a little; my dog needs to go out, I need to go to the bathroom, I need water, etc. By the time I do some of the necessary chores, I’m onto the next bit – taking meds, eating, getting dressed, etc.

At the start of the day, I pray for strength and energy to do what I need to do, and Jesus always supplies it.

The second time my Physical Therapy guy came he had me get down on the floor (he’d done it the first time, too, and I was totally unable to get up.) The second time - I did it. He said that was great progress for one week and noticed that I was walking better.

(I’ve had some setbacks since starting this on the 3rd, but the lesson is still there – I have to push through the wall. Pushing through is much harder, but but far more worthwhile. )

Something I have learned about PT – just do a little every now and then throughout the day. I can do more withn less fatigue and effort and still make progress.

You can’t see the results of PT immediately – you have to believe that it will be beneficial.