Why God?

14 04 2013

This weekend was one of those sermons where I felt it was a message just for me. I am fairly certain that my pastor Mark Connelly at Mission Community Church didn’t write the message for me. However, God definitely used it to speak to me.

Maybe before I go too much farther, I should give you a little of my history. I don’t remember exactly when, though I am fairly certain it was before I was 13, I was diagnosed with Osgood-Schlatter disese. This is activity-related pain that occurs a few inches below the knee-cap.

At the ripe old age of 13, I chose to have pins inserted in my hip to keep from getting arthritis at 13. This was due to a growing issue where the socket was growing faster than the ball causing the ball of my hip to move abnormally and cause great pain.

I did have one other major knee issue while playing sports. I was about 17 when playing softball. I planted my feet, swung and apparently had a fantastic hit. I say apparently because I did not lift my back foot to rotate and managed to dislocate my knee cap and tear ligaments and tendons. I do remember being pulled up from home plate to try and hobble back to the car to get some care. That little stunt got me several weeks in a hip to ankle cast.

Fast forward 25 years or so and my knee and hip issues decided it was time to make a reappearance. First we started with cortisone injections to try and “reboot” my knee (I love how my Orthopedist was able to communicate in computer terms). This worked for awhile but in 2008 I ended up having Arthroscopy done on both knees. This helped for a few years.

With the knee pain addressed, my hip decided to start hurting me. It turns out that at least partially due to the pins that were put in when I was 13, caused the cartilage in my hip joint to wear unevenly. So in July 0f 2011 I had my right hip replaced. You come to realize just how “special” you are when your orthopedist is excited about the antiques he is going to remove. That surgery went well and I am happy to report there have been NO issues with my hip since then.

Not wanting to be left out my knees started hurting before my hip surgery and again we tried the cortisone and then rooster-comb therapy. It didn’t work. X-Rays revealed that I was almost bone on bone in both knees. This resulted in a Bi-lateral knee arthroplasty procedure in October of 2011. Two major surgeries in just a few months apart! Not something I would recommend to anyone. Not only is it a physical drain on the body but it is a mental drain wondering if you are ever going to be done recovering from surgery.

After all of this several months go by and my foot just won’t stop hurting. By this time I have had orthotics for a couple of years and even had a special plastic ankle brace. This all do to the fact that my arch is collapsing. The podiatrist tells me that I have skew foot. Which means from the front it looks as though I have a high arch and from the back it looks like I am flat footed. The pain is caused by the ligament being stretched and my heel being a little off center. So in September of 2012 I have corrective foot surgery.

That brings me to the date of this post. My foot is still in pain and sometime during my knee recovery my knee caps migrated to the outside of my joint. This means that I am looking at one or two surgeries to adjust the knee caps and who knows what for my foot.

The other night a close friend of mine was telling the stories of all the jobs he has been “let go” from. The pattern seems to be that once someone he has witnessed to at work comes to faith in Christ, he is soon let go. So, I am wondering if I am maybe supposed to witness to someone in the doctor’s office or the hospital or maybe even the physical therapist’s office. Maybe I am not getting the hint and God keeps providing opportunities.

During the sermon, Pastor Mark told of a member with an amazing story. This story was how a member of my church has been carried through unimaginable pain and suffering. That isn’t the end of the story though. In spite of having her back broken twice and the numerous complications, she is being used by God in powerful ways to server others. Based on what I heard at the sermon on Saturday, I believe God is taking me through this season of pain. Like the lady in the story, I know that I would have NEVER written this pain and these surgeries into my life story. It definitely wasn’t in MY plan for my life. Like her and her husband, I know that I have cried out to God asking why.

Her story gives me hope that God can and will use this in some way. Obviously I don’t know what that is yet. Will it be used to coax others out of complacency into service? Will it be used to help someone else as they endure a similar season of pain? I don’t know. However, I have renewed hope that God will use this in some way. I may not know how He used it until I get to heaven. I just need to keep following Christ where ever He is leading and let Him take care of the rest.

Until next time





A Little About Paul…

8 10 2012
Welcome to my blog. If you are still here by the end of this post, please be sure to leave a comment so I know who I am writing to.
My name is Paul I was born a long time ago in a land far away. Not really THAT long ago but I will qualify for AARP in 2013. And whether I was actually born in a land far away depends on your definition of far. If you had to walk it you would think it was far away but you can get there in about 14-16 hours by car. I never tried getting there by horse so I have no concept of how long that would take.
I found God, probably more accurately God found me, when I was in high school. There was a evangelistic meeting and this girl I would have done almost anything for, invited me to attend. I did. I believe the speaker that night was Tony Campolo. At the end when he did an alter call, I felt a stirring in my soul that I needed to go forward. I looked to my friends who I THOUGHT indicated they would go up with me. However when I stepped into the aisle and started walking, there weren’t there. I went up anyway. My walk with Christ was sporadic at best. It wasn’t until I was desparately trying to study for a Calculus test in college that my walk started to have direction. These two guys from a campus ministry wanted to share the gospel with me in spite of my protestations that I had to study for a calculus test. I let them talk and recommitted my life to Christ on that bench that day. I know something miraculous happend as that was the ONLY calculus test I ever got an A on.
Shortly after that this stunningly beautiful young lady started hanging out with the group of folks I hung out with. After a couple of dates, I created an “application” to be her boyfriend. Thankfully she said yes! We have been married since 1986 have four awesome children. One boy and three girls.
I have been very involved with the church ever since we were married sometimes burning myself out because I just couldn’t say no.
Many years and tears later, I started attending Celebrate Recovery (CR) as I was sick and tired of being overweight and all the challenges that come with it. As I have been working the program, I have felt the urge/guiding/leading to start writing a blog. If you want to learn more about the Celebrate Recovery program, feel free to ask me or go to the Celebrate Recovery webiste.
This won’t be all about CR, nor will it be all about my walk with Christ. Though those topics will come up. I have several topics in mind such as my review of iPad apps, my surgeries, foster care and my love of things pumpkin.
If for some bizarre reason you want to keep up with me between blog posts you can follow me on Twitter @pfrogers63 or facebook facebook.com/pfrogers
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Until next time . . .







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