One, two, three, Lift. I am on my back in Hospital bed 323A. The knee implant is in place, the incision is closed and dry, the drain has been removed.
The therapist is holding her hand two feet above the leg and she is saying," Lift your leg." I say,"You must be out of your mind." She says, " 1, 2, 3, Lift." Nothing happens. She says," I will help you." She puts one finger under the calf and another under the ankle. 1, 2, 3, Lift, we lift together and the leg goes up two or three inches. She says," You are doing it."
Some days later, I can now get into and out of bed by myself. I lifted 1,2,3, Lift and the leg went up, all at once, three feet into the air! I couldnŐt believe it. No one saw it happen.
When the three Doctors rolled back the covers to inspect the knee, I said, "Look at this." 1 2 3 Lift, I did it again!
Faith lifts when nothing moves.
Faith is the muscle of God.
As God healed the severed leg, I could see in the fiber of my being that Good Works is Faith in motion, Alive and getting well.
Let me show you my Faith, 1, 2, 3, Lift.
Thank God and all my friends.
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