"I have Plantar Fasciitis," I told my husband one day. "You got what?" he asked. "Plantar Fasciitis." "What the heck is that?"
Exactly! What the heck is Plantar Fasciitis? I haven't heard of that word before. And even if I did, I never paid attention to it.
I don't really know where it started. Perhaps it was because of too much running, or wearing those flat walking shoes my husband gave me one day as a surprise present. It just happened. All of a sudden, there was a painful pinch on my left heel that made it difficult for me to run or walk.
I've been running since I turned 30. It is my favorite exercise because I can burn so many calories even for just 30 minutes. It gets me so pumped up, and I get to enjoy the outdoors. It has been a part of me for so many years. So, when I felt that pinch on my heel, I was like, "How can I run with this?" That started my research and found out that I had Plantar Fasciitis.
I personally believe that every pain or sickness we have on our body is its way of telling us something. It may be connected to what we are doing wrong to it, or a manifestation of something that may not even be physically related. Thus, I began to search deeper.
The physical reasons are pretty obvious. At 51, I am not as strong and sturdy as I was when I was in my thirty's or forty's. With all the hormonal changes that come with perimenopause, my bones need more attention than ever. My metabolism is also getting slower, which means that the exercise I used to do is not sufficient anymore to make me maintain my weight. Yet, the more I run to burn more calories, the more it strains my feet.
Though I understand the physical relevance of my injury, and what I need to do to help it heal, it is the deeper spiritual relevance that I became more interested in. I believe that my body was not simply telling me something about myself but something that encompasses something greater than me.
As I paid more attention to my injured foot, I began to see its significance to my stability. No matter how well-functioning my entire body is, if something is wrong with my foot, I lose my stance. It robs me of my confidence. Then I remembered a Scripture from the Bible in Ephesians 6 where the weapons of spiritual warfare was related to actual physical weapons for the different parts of the body. The helmet of salvation for the head, breastplate of righteousness for the breast, belt of truth for the waist, and "shoes for the feet that represents PEACE." The Scripture further says that this peace comes from the Good News, and it is meant to fully prepare us.
It made a lot of sense to me! My foot injury is a reminder of how important it is to have and maintain peace. In fact, I have a whole chapter on peace in my Simplify to Intensify book, and it's almost like my injury was reminding me of the very things I've already learned, but which can be easily forgotten.
No amount of looking good and put together on the outside can compensate for the lack of peace on the inside. Without peace, everything on the surface will begin to crumble. Without peace, we can't even enjoy the things that we work hard for. Without peace, there will be no contentment. Without peace, we will not hear the still, small voice inside of us telling us what to do and where to go. Without peace, we will not be able to maintain good relationships. The list can go on.
How can I even enjoy going out for walks with my husband and our dog, Piko, if I lose my peace? They will merely be activities that fill up the space.
To enjoy life and what it offers requires peace of mind. Only then will things begin to look different. Only then will we begin to appreciate the greater things in life. Only then will we begin to have an attitude of gratitude.
Thank you, Lord for my foot injury, which paved the way for this awesome revelation on peace.
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