This post picks up where this one left off.

The night I wrote the post about finding healing, I sat hunched on the sofa over my laptop, with terrible posture.

I’d been resting my stiff neck on a hot pack all afternoon. I had tried to meditate it away, pray over it, and medicate it. I’d talked with the Chaplain about the stress I thought was causing the pain. I’d slept flat on my back to reduce tension, and had done every other thing I could think of, including giving the rest of my family massages. (Fellow women may understand this subtle form of communication?)

I was pretty sure I was going to have to seek professional help in the morning.

It was way past my bedtime, and the Chaplain had already headed upstairs. It was half an hour before midnight when I wrapped up and leaned forward to sit up. I’d just typed the last few lines of my post, ending with “God is good,” and I wasn’t faking it.

I have matured some, but I still tend not to be a Big Picture girl, especially when I’m experiencing Big Feelings. I’m easily lost in the weeds. But it felt right to end the post that way, even though humanly speaking, the job seemed unfinished.

Something popped in my neck when I sat up, and it suddenly felt different. Since I’d woken up the previous afternoon from my night shift, anything past 1 p.m. in my line of vision was a no-go. On a hunch, I cautiously looked to the right, and my neck went with it. It was still tender from the tension it had been under for the past day and a half, but it was mobile again.

In the end, I got what I’d hoped for. My spirit and my neck, whole at the same time. It was as instantaneous as it was unexpected.

God IS good.

Above, a pretty picture I made using the Wordswag app. Isaiah 43:19 was the verse of the day from the YouVersion Bible app, and it was just what I was looking for.