The day was the 29th of July, 2015. It was like any other day.
I got up and made sure I was ready for work. After clocking in and cashing out a few customers in the early hours of the morning, I had a tingling sensation in my leg. I had thought my leg fell asleep, so I went to go walk it off.
Then I blacked out for what seemed like just a few seconds, although I didn’t fall. When I came back, I was quite literally trapped inside my brain, as I could not move or talk. Life can change in the blink of an eye!
I was rushed to the hospital, and during this time, I slowly regained my ability to talk and walk. Once in the emergency room, they ran a bunch of tests and stuck me with an IV with a medication that helped stop the bad seizures. Keep in mind, these are what they call “silent seizures.” Someone from the outside looking in won’t know I’m having a seizure until I am unable to respond—scary!
I spent two weeks in the hospital as medical personnel performed all types of tests on me. I was able to keep in touch with my family and friends at church who sent me encouraging Scripture verses and words of encouragement. I think at least one person per day came to visit me, and many came to visit more than once. I am blessed beyond measure to have family and friends who love me because Jesus first loved them.
Everyday Life Just Got a Whole Lot Harder
When I got out of the hospital is when the real challenge began. I was not able to drive and could not perform everyday tasks like eating or getting out of bed at times due to having seizures. On top of that, I couldn’t work, attend school, go to the gym or do anything like that.
Thankfully, I was able to continue to participate in church services and events due to the faithfulness of my friends and family, who went out of their way to drive me to and from church—a 45-minute drive!
I think one of the most humbling things that happened over these past seven months, was when I was at church one day and couldn’t tie my shoes. I knew how to do so intellectually but motor skills-wise I did not know how. A friend of mine knelt down beside me and he proceeded to put on my shoes and tie them for me. During this whole time I needed help walking, either holding someone’s hand for support or leaning on a shoulder—and I was pleasantly surprised of how many people literally stretched out their hands for me in my time of need.
The Strength of My Heart
Over the past seven months I have gone through intensive physical therapy to relearn everything from driving to running, it has been a great time of growth for me in my faith. Jesus encouraged my heart every day—that no matter what happens, He is enough!
A verse that has stuck out to me since day one is, “My flesh and my heart may fail, but God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever” (Psalm 73:26, NASB).
If you are going through a hard time, I invite you to also trust in Jesus. I saw through my many friends that we can get a glimpse of Jesus’ love from those who love Him. I cannot begin to explain the peace that truth has given me throughout this entire trial—so much so that I consider every day as pure joy!
No matter what your situation is—if you are a homeschool mom trying to figure out how to teach your child a certain concept, a dad working hard to provide for his family, or a student struggling with keeping up with school work—Jesus is enough for you!
Today, will you also trust in Jesus Christ? Your life is not your own, and it can change in a blink of an eye!