So I had a dream Wednesday morning (right before I woke up) that I was getting an x-ray. I remember being on a kind of dental chair with a doctor and an x-ray tech telling me that in my collarbone they found a hole. I remember looking at the x-ray and you could see a noticeable space the diameter of a straw and the length of my collar bone. Not only that but you could see there was a space also through the muscle. I specifically remember being confused about this injury and telling the doctor “but I don’t do contact sports”. Haha. Leave it to me even in my subconscious to say something like that. Then the doctor was explaining that they were going to repair it but there would be no anesthetic which I remembered being really freaked out about. How can you go inside of my body without numbing it first? After they finished repairing me I remember running up to this really tall muscular guy (I don’t have a thing for muscles at all so this definitely wasn’t some kind of fantasy haha) and him giving me a big hug. Then I woke up. Weird huh?
So clearly my dream was very anatomical. That much can be said. I’m no scientist or doctor so I turned to the next best thing–the internet:
- The clavicle acts as a strut for the shoulder, allowing the arm to move away from the body. It also serves as attachment for many muscles of the upper body including the pectoralis major, the deltoid and the trapezius muscles.
- Beyond its mechanical duties, the clavicle also protects important nerves and blood vessels. Just beneath the clavicle lie neurovascular structures which supply the upper limb.
- Lastly, the clavicle creates a collar for our necklines. As it lies just below the surface of the skin, the contour of the clavicle is highly visible. Its unique curvature and shape make it a very attractive feature of the upper chest.
Conclusion: A broken or non fully-functioning clavicle prevents you from fully using your upper body and arm.
So it’s clear that there was a small part of my body/muscle that was missing and needed to be fixed for me to be able to use it properly. I think God was making a point here. He is working to heal any injury. Maybe wounds that I don’t know I had, or don’t know are still healing He is working on repairing. I don’t need anesthetic for this procedure. I didn’t have any pain when this was happening and all I remember is having a bandage over the area and running to this man. Maybe this man was representative of Jesus. I am healed and I ran to Jesus and He hugged me. He is the great Comforter after all. I don’t think it was by mistake that there was a spot missing in my “muscle” and this guy was totally muscular. He is strong when we are weak. The more I think about it, I’m sure this was supposed to be Jesus.
Here are some verses I found in the Bible:
[ A Full Life in the Emptiest of Places ] “If you get rid of unfair practices, quit blaming victims, quit gossiping about other people’s sins, If you are generous with the hungry and start giving yourselves to the down-and-out, Your lives will begin to glow in the darkness, your shadowed lives will be bathed in sunlight. I will always show you where to go. I’ll give you a full life in the emptiest of places— firm muscles, strong bones. You’ll be like a well-watered garden, a gurgling spring that never runs dry. You’ll use the old rubble of past lives to build anew, rebuild the foundations from out of your past. You’ll be known as those who can fix anything, restore old ruins, rebuild and renovate, make the community livable again.
I prophesied just as I’d been commanded. As I prophesied, there was a sound and, oh, rustling! The bones moved and came together, bone to bone. I kept watching. Sinews formed, then muscles on the bones, then skin stretched over them. But they had no breath in them.
“I’ll put muscle in the people of Judah; I’ll save the people of Joseph. I know their pain and will make them good as new. They’ll get a fresh start, as if nothing had ever happened. And why? Because I am their very own God, I’ll do what needs to be done for them. The people of Ephraim will be famous, their lives brimming with joy. Their children will get in on it, too— oh, let them feel blessed by God! I’ll whistle and they’ll all come running. I’ve set them free—oh, how they’ll flourish! Even though I scattered them to the far corners of earth, they’ll remember me in the faraway places. They’ll keep the story alive in their children, and they will come back. I’ll bring them back from the Egyptian west and round them up from the Assyrian east. I’ll bring them back to sweet Gilead, back to leafy Lebanon. Every square foot of land will be marked by homecoming. They’ll sail through troubled seas, brush aside brash ocean waves. Roaring rivers will turn to a trickle. Gaudy Assyria will be stripped bare, bully Egypt exposed as a fraud. But my people—oh, I’ll make them strong, God-strong! and they’ll live my way.” God says so!
In other words. Jesus wants us to be strong. He wants to give us a full life. He wants our lives to glow and to use the “old rubble” the “injuries” to restore, rebuild, and make things new. His Word can breathe life into dry bones, into things we considered long past dead. God is aware of our pain and our circumstances. He is aware of our desires. He promises to give us “a fresh start as if nothing had ever happened..because He wants to do what needs to be done” for us.
I think I’m getting sick. I had an overall feeling of malaise right before bed last night. My head feels full of cotton, and my stomach just feels unsettled. I went into today with the posture of my head down so to speak. I’m ready for the day to be over and to crawl back into bed to sleep it off.
But it’s funny how in the midst of it all, when you aren’t feeling your best, how God shows up.
On the bus ride to work I was feeling kind of nauseous which was making me anxious..I actually think I might have emetophobia but anyway. As I was closing my eyes I started to sing a song. This only happened to me once before (refer to my last post: https://jesscbnyc.wordpress.com/2014/04/16/let-it-rain-lyric)but I know it was straight from God and Heaven. I jotted it down in my phone:
I inhale Your presence
I exhale Your praise
I know I’m created
To exalt Your name
All worries behind me
I call out for You
No matter my problem
You’ll always come through
I finally got to the office and while I’m getting work done I don’t feel 100% myself. But again unexpectedly I was asked to work on a side project coming up with marketing terms/copy writing for use on our website. It just feels good, which I’m feeling sick, to be creative and to come up with new, fresh, words. Similar to my “song” from this morning.
Lastly I got a random text message from someone at church with a lovely scripture:
An excerpt from Psalm 96 MSG:
1-2 Sing God a brand-new song!
Earth and everyone in it, sing!
Sing to God—worship God!
2-3 Shout the news of his victory from sea to sea,
Take the news of his glory to the lost,
News of his wonders to one and all!
4-5 For God is great, and worth a thousand Hallelujahs.
His terrible beauty makes the gods look cheap;
Pagan gods are mere tatters and rags.
All I can say today is God is good!
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