As many of you read this, I’m undergoing some minor out-patient knee surgery. I injured my knee last spring but didn’t make time to see a doctor until July. Crazy, right? The discomfort wasn’t so bad at first, but gradually it’s become worse and has limited my activity. Recently I’ve been counting the days until I can have it taken care of.
If you’re like me, you don’t pay too much attention to your body until something hurts. For the last 5 months I’ve been increasingly aware of my knees and how I take them for granted. Being both a nun and a gardener I depend on my knees. For me, kneeling is a stance of reverence before the Holy—both in the sanctuary and in the sacredness of earth. But knees are also important when I drop something and it rolls under the desk, or for going up and down steps.
It seems like just about everything I do requires knees that bend! Why did I wait so long?????
I tend to be a very optimistic person. If there’s a silver lining in this experience it’s that I have a deeper appreciation for the God-given gift of my body and for doing what’s necessary—in a timely fashion!— to stay in good health. I suspect I’ll be hobbling around for a time while I heal. The optimist in me sees it as a gift from God—a do-over, a second chance, an invitation to begin right here, right now, today to re-commit myself to work daily towards health of body, mind and spirit. You all have permission to remind me!
Sr. Jean Hopman, OSU
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