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40 Words of Lent 2014: Day 7

March 11, 2014 By Sandra Heska King

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Wesley’s limping.

We can’t figure out his backstory.

The vet’s considering a growth-related abnormality,

and he’ll do x-rays tomorrow.

Seems to me we all have growth-related abnormalities

related to our backstories,

and we all walk with a limp.

It’s normal.

Word Count: 40

get up and walk

Today’s Reading: Mark 1-5

In the stillness,

Sandy

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  1. caryn christensen says

    March 11, 2014 at 12:41 pm

    “Seems we all walk with a limp related to our backstories.” Nodding my head and saying, uh-huh.
    I’ve been giving this very thing considerable reflection lately. Wrestling with God, I suppose. Not unlike Jacob. And I’ve decided that I can drag that leg, limply behind me ~ cursing the backstory if you will, or try to cover up the limp in various, ineffective ways…or I can allow the Lord to make my limp part of the bigger story. His Story.

    • Sandra Heska King says

      March 11, 2014 at 10:36 pm

      “or I can allow the Lord to make my limp part of the bigger story. His Story.” And accept it. 🙂

  2. Megan Willome says

    March 11, 2014 at 12:51 pm

    So true! Our previous dog, Darlin’, once stepped in a hole and tore her ACL. When we took her to the vet for x-rays, we learned that leg had been broken before and rehealed badly. Poor pound puppy!

    • Sandra Heska King says

      March 11, 2014 at 10:38 pm

      A dog can tear an ACL? I never thought about that. Poor pound puppy indeed. Our Susanna has a crooked tail. Pretty sure it’s been broken. Not a clue how. I’m hoping they find a sliver or something up his paw. It’d be so much easier.

  3. Linda says

    March 11, 2014 at 1:15 pm

    What a perfect analogy Sandy. You are doing such an amazing job with these 40 words – so much beauty in so few words.

    P.S. Another new blog address (the final one I hope): http://www.lindachontos.com
    I know you understand:)

    • Sandra Heska King says

      March 11, 2014 at 10:38 pm

      I’m loving your new place. I’m loving seeing your words again. I’m loving you.

  4. Diane Bailey says

    March 11, 2014 at 9:03 pm

    Our backstories always try to slow us down. I love how God can use it to bring Glory to His kingdom.

    • Sandra Heska King says

      March 11, 2014 at 9:10 pm

      I know, Diane. It would be so nice if life was a little less battle-weary–but then we wouldn’t know His strength.

  5. Shark Bait says

    March 12, 2014 at 3:22 am

    So much awesome, in so few words.
    Well played.

    SB

    • Sandra Heska King says

      March 12, 2014 at 9:04 am

      Shark Bait! So good to “see” you. It’s been a long time. And thanks.

  6. Martha Orlando says

    March 12, 2014 at 8:47 am

    God blesses our limping along, doesn’t He?
    Blessings, Sandy!

    • Sandra Heska King says

      March 12, 2014 at 9:05 am

      I think the hardest is to accept the blessing for what it is and to lean into Him.

  7. Barbie says

    March 13, 2014 at 1:45 am

    Wow, this post was so insightful! Blessings!

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