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Good Friday 2018: 'By His Wounds, We Are Inspired to Heal Our Own'
About a month and a half ago, I had reached a point of over $100,000 in credit card debt, which I haven't been able to make a dent in yet. In addition, I also had found out I owe nearly $14,000 in taxes for 2017, due to the fact I liquidated a 401K to get back on my feet in a health sense.
I had four Himalayan salt lamps. Three of these lamps had stopped working. Miserly for money, I used these three in my bathtub in place of Epsom salt baths, in a desperate attempt to save.
Well, on Monday, February 12th, 2018 (which roughly correlated with Ash Wednesday, or the start of 'Great Lent' in the Eastern Orthodox tradition), something foolish happened as a result of this attempt to cut corners.
I was awaiting my next reading, sitting in my bathtub soaking. I had left one of the salt lamp bases on the bathroom floor by accident.
The phone rang for a telephone reading request.
I STEPPED on the Himalayan salt base.
OUUUUUCH I screamed in horror (adrenaline prevented the pain from being felt right away).
Miraculously, I still managed to get to the phone and do the reading, with my energy no doubt being adversely affected.
This picture is all I have to live to tell about.
Fortunately, this wound managed to heal, COMPLETELY, in about three weeks' time.
Within two weeks of this happening, I was able to go walking in my neighborhood again. Almost like this never happened.
I told a few people I saw as I went about my daily business what happened to me.
'Did you get your tetanus shot?' one teller at the bank asked.
I white lied my way through this one, not wanting to draw any pity. 'Oh, I didn't need one - I had my last shot six years ago, and the doctor considered it good enough'.
I really did not go to the doctor. I don't have medical insurance, being that I am an independent contractor for the psychic sites I provide services on. Independent contractors do not receive benefits the way a paid employee does.
Now, on Good Friday, I realized the power of solitude to reflect on the story I kept to only a handful, one and a half months ago. My kids, ex husband (whom I told because I couldn't pick up my daughter from aftercare the day this happened), and a couple social media friends were the only ones to know this.
There is power in suffering alone.
Matthew 6:6 But when you pray, go into your room, close the door and pray to your Father, who is unseen. Then your Father, who sees what is done in secret, will reward you.
I did pray. I did use essential oils on the wound so that it would get better. I took immune-boosting herbs such as astragalus and echinacea. I read up on tetanus and concluded since this screw was coated in plastic, it was highly unlikely that it had any Clostridium tetani bacteria on it.
Everything seemed to work. No signs or symptoms of tetanus today.
Because of the sacrifice of Good Friday, we all have been given a second chance. I truly believe the sacrifice of the Cross symbolizes way more than a simple sacrifice of someone dying in our place. Jesus' message inspires us to transform our own gaping wounds. That even if everything is stripped away, we still have our spirit.
Prayers, wishes and intentions for a blessed Easter weekend!