Remembering the recovery process

It's easy to forget, but when I do remember, it's all still very vivid: the pain, the cumbersome recovery process, and the grace in it all. I still remember not being able to tie my hair, needing the aid of my sister to even put on a jacket, and wincing every time I tried to slide out of bed. Although these things are relatively trivial, it still made me think about how frail the human body can be. It was also a very tangible reminder of the grace I've received and continually need. In our weakness, we can rest in His strength.