Monday, December 05, 2011
Monday, November 07, 2011
PS- please tell me someone in the universe gets my Rushmore reference?!
Wednesday, November 02, 2011
Sunday, October 23, 2011
Peter let me "drive" the bank out for this picture. The bank out drives up alongside the harvester and receives all the rice the harevster (picture above) has collected, then the bank out drives away to dump the rice in to trucks which then take the rice to the dryer. Farming is an occupation that develops much patience and humility- your crops are totally dependent on nature, in other words- God. This is exactly how we should view our lives, I definitely need to be reminded of that!
Thursday, October 13, 2011
Wednesday, September 28, 2011
I went to a Roller Derby bout a couple weekends ago, one of my classmates is part of the NorCal Roller Girls. I had no idea what to expect, so the night before I had a couple people over and we watched Whip It (awesome, btw). That night I decided two things 1.) My sister looks so much like Juno 2.) I can never play derby because I already have enough aggression as it is and smashing girls and skating fast would only exacerbate the problem. The bout was fun, it was different than the movie because they played on a flat rink, which means that the fans can totally get smashed by the girls falling, haha! I saw some hard hits and some pretty serious falls, it was very entertaining.
Wednesday, September 14, 2011
Sunday, September 11, 2011
The Mother Hips
Wednesday, September 07, 2011
Monday, September 05, 2011
Saturday, September 03, 2011
Thursday, September 01, 2011
After five months, looking at the new x-ray, my surgeon surprisingly and awkwardly said “wow, you’re a really good healer” (yeah, 'cause I can do that...not) then literally said to me “get up and walk.” How great is it that I can declare that my healing did not come from man, for what man cannot do, God can! Now at that point I was terrified and did not believe what he was saying; my leg had atrophied, I hadn’t walked in six months, I was scared out of my mind but guess what- I got up and walked.
I'm not going to lie, my walking was super awkward, slow, and in a boot but still- I was not on crutches nor was I using a cane. Again, I'm not going to lie, I've had times where I still get frustrated with my progress and I forget what God has done, but truly my life is and continues to be a testament to who God is and how He pursues us, molds us, redirects us, and continually draws us closer and closer to Him even in our disobedience, failure, and lack of faith. Praise God.
“Daughter, your faith has healed you. Go in peace”
The Lord was reaffirming that through faith I could be healed, not for my glory or comfort, but to reveal His glory, here on earth. Our God loves to heal and restore, He loves to show us His power. This was part one to the lesson God was teaching me that week.
Luke 11:8b “yet because of the man’s boldness he will get up and give him as much as he needs.”
Once my eyes were opened to healing for God’s glory, He threw in part two. The Lord asked me to be bold and ask Him for healing. Up until this point I had not asked the Lord to heal me, I was of the mindset that whatever was going to happen was good because God was good. It was really hard for me to hear this, I heard God asking me to ask Him but I was so timid. My first prayer was this, “Lord, please give me boldness to ask you” (says Noelle, timidly), my second prayer was this, “Lord please heal my foot by August so I can go to nursing school” (says Noelle, still timidly). Now, it’s important to note that the Lord had revealed first that my healing was not for my sake, but for His glory (yet I was still timid to ask, oh me of little faith!).
I went home and cried with my bible study, cried with my family, and cried alone. During this time I was convinced that the Lord would have His way with me and that if I wasn’t going to be able to walk, He would change my desires and make a new path for me. I never denied the Lord’s goodness, praise God for that. However, I never allowed God to do miracles in my life, although he had done them before, I wasn’t going to risk asking for more. During that week the Lord spoke, and spoke clearly. He asked me to be bold and ask Him for healing. He reaffirmed His voice when I was reading through Luke.
Wednesday, August 31, 2011
The thing about student nursing is that you need to have the appearance of knowing what you're doing. This uniform definitely gives me some points. Today, I learned how to scrub up for the OR, I can't wait for OR! Things are definitely shakey at this point, I feel like I know nothing and normally, in Micro or OChem, that equates to me sending mass texts to my friends asking for prayer for some giant exam... this time, my exam is a living being- I better not fail.
Sunday, August 28, 2011
Thursday, August 04, 2011
Tuesday, May 10, 2011
Tuesday, April 26, 2011
After I had left the doctor's that day, the x-rays had been sent off to radiology for an expert to look at them. It was here where the giant fracture in my talus was found and the doctors started to panic for telling me to walk on it. I was immediately scheduled for surgery. They explained to me that the nature of my injury was very unique and there would be a team of 3 surgeons working on my foot. This isn't something anyone wants to hear, I wanted to hear "oh, we do this all the time, we know exactly what to do." Instead there was a looming unknown on both parts- the doctors and myself. It all happened so fast though that I didn't have much time to process any of it so I went in, came out, and knew that God had a plan for whatever was going to happen.
They were right, the injury was quite unique: I had fractured the dome top of the talus off and it flipped totally upside down and sat inverted for the month I had been misdiagnosed. Everyone is baffled as to how this actually was accomplished but the surgeons took care of it, drilled in a bioabsorbable pin (no metal!) to connect the two pieces and called it a day.
My dad came driving up to save me and I felt better already. He suggested we go home, get some crutches from the garage, and call urgent clinics. We did just that and found a clinic with minimal wait time. I got in, got x-rayed, and was diagnosed with a severe sprain. I was not able to walk but the pain wasn't too bad. I was told it could take up to a month to heal so I trusted the doctor and went on my way.
Friday, March 18, 2011
Sunday, March 13, 2011
Friday, March 11, 2011
Throughout this season of helplessness, I am forced to surrender my future, yet again. It's such a beautiful thing to see God orchestrate my life, I have no idea where I will go next- but I know it's going to be good. But sometimes I get ahead of myself and try to over plan for a future I have no control of. Here's the low down:
Breaking my talus in January and being misdiagnosed for a month wasn't that big of a deal at first, things break, things heal, right? Now that I have a better understanding of the damage that was caused, and after seeing no progress in healing, I am forced to entertain the idea that I might not walk by fall. There are many logistical battles that go along with that but the one I lay in bed rolling over and over in my mind is nursing school.
I'm pondering the ideas of trust and expectation. I trust in the Lord, I know He is good and He will lay out a path before me that illustrates His goodness. What I'm stuck on is what that trust looks like. I was reminded by a dear friend a couple days ago of how many road blocks God has demolished for me to get into school, she asked if I trusted God to continue to get me into school. I don't know if I do. I know that God is good and if I am not able to go to school because of my foot then He has another, better path. I don't know if I am selling my faith short by not expecting God to fulfill this path, one in which I do feel like the He has blessed (and continues to, even now).
I guess I just answered my own question- He is blessing this path, next week I have an interview with LB's program and have been accepted to all the schools for which I applied. I now wait for the schools of nursing within those schools to accept me. I continue to excel in school even with this malady (all God- definitely not me). God is bringing me further and further along this path, it's me who is setting up road blocks for God- I won't be able to walk, I won't be able to do clinicals, I won't be able to be a nurse if I can't walk.
None of those things are from God, yes, those are possibilities but as of right now, God is still leading me down this path, therefore, I do need to trust and expect that He will get me there. If He doesn't, He will reveal that to me. I need to trust in the fact that our God is an interacting God, one who communicates with His people- even me. Praise God for His mercy and grace.