It’s been over a decade since stroke recovery was a new challenge. I had to listen to my doctors. I had to listen to my nurses. I had to listen to my caregivers. I had to listen to my wife. But there was another challenge for me that was as important. I had to trust my Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ. Now I knew I was supposed to trust Him, but during a storm sometimes we forget that. The elements of the storm can sometimes prevent us from trusting Him. When I say trust, I mean absolute, unconditional trust. I had to relinquish control. I had to accept that the results of my recovery may not be what I wished for. Nonetheless, I had to trust Him. When I made the decision to wholly place my faith in Him, my recovery took off. To be clear while I placed my trust in God, I continued to work very hard in my recovery. I accepted the fact that I didn’t know what the results would be and put every available effort I had in my recovery. I attended rehabilitation three days a week for two hours a day, and when I left rehab I returned home and performed two additional hours. The other four days each week I performed two hours of rehab on my own. I listened diligently to the professionals who provided my care. In my view, they were God sent: listening to them was a part of my trusting Him.
Trust in the LORD with all your heart, and do not lean on your own understanding.
And those who know your name put their trust in you, for you, O LORD, have not forsaken those who seek you.