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Bow the Knee


I applied my heart to what I observed and learned a lesson from what I saw: (Proverbs 24:32) 

In a way, this is a personal update. It’s what God is teaching me. According to my chiropractor, the X-Ray of my knee suggests that the most of the reason my knee is hurting is because of soft-tissue damage. That’s good news, because it will cost less to repair. It will probably take less time, too.
     The most challenging part will probably be (surprise!) my attitude. I’ve told before that one phrase that has gone thought my mind many times in the past 6 months is “bow the knee.” I mentioned before that as hard as it is to bow the knee, it’s a lot harder when your knee hurts! Now we have a third piece of the puzzle. The pain in my knee is because of something I did to it. It’s not circumstantial. It’s not even long term wearing down of the joint. It’s something I – me, myself – personally did, ultimately (I think) because my pride got engaged. “I can do this!” Well, no I couldn’t. Not yet anyway. Time to shake my head and my finger at myself in the mirror.
      Yes, it’s hard to bend the knee when the knee is injured because you were doing something you shouldn’t have been doing, in a way that you shouldn’t have done it, in an expression of pride. It doesn’t much matter whether the knee is physical or soulical. Damage gets in the way of a right relationship with yourself, the universe, and God.

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