Glorified Through My Weakness

Lately, I have begun to realize the work God has done in my life. After being diagnosed with Autoimmune Hepatitis, I was talking with my sisters and my mom. They would say things like "she is our miracle sister" "God has brought you through many things before, He will do it again". As they said this stuff I started to look back at what God had done and what He had to say through that.


Back in the day- I was 18 months old. 
After a small tumble in our house in Hungary, my skull was cracked. My mom says she can remember bathing me and feeling a squishy part on my head. They took me to the hospital and i got a cat scan. 
Doctors came back with the pictures and what do you know, the part was all back in place and nothing needed to be done. Before hand they thought they would have to do some work on my head, or something. 


March 2010
Driving to school one morning. There was a decent amount of ice on the road I was driving on. I had done this drive so many times. I hit a patch of ice on the road and my car sped off the road at 55mph. I went off the road and straight into a tree. The tree and car impacted right at the drivers side light. Both air bags deployed and the car hit the tree and then slid on the ice around to a stop. 
I was completely conscious. I un-buckled, tried to find my phone and couldn't. I stepped out of the car and a woman had stopped on the street. I asked her to call the police and she replied that she didn't know how. Mind you, it is freezing out and I am standing in inches of snow with clogs on. I wander over to her car and call them for myself...after i call my mom :) 
I sit in her car for a few minutes then i decided to go gather my stuff. As i finished, the police and ambulance show up. Along with the tow truck. My car was done. No way at all to be redeemed. The paramedic took one look at the car and told me should have broken my legs or something. I was sitting very close to the wheel and the impact pushed up the bottom and should have crushed my legs. 
I walked out of the car with two burns from the air bag and that was all. I was able to walk fine and talk and everything just fine. 


May 2011 
My senior year of playing softball. The season is coming to a close and we just got back from spring break. Our first game back. We are warming up before the game, nothing special. We are in lines and i was turned talking to a teammate next to me. I turn back to look at my partner and i turn right into a softball that is flying at my face. 
I drop all of my stuff, lean over and as tears stream from my face i continue to grab my nose to make sure no blood is coming. The first two times i checked, there was none. The third time, there was gushing blood from my nose. My coaches come running to me and I told them I was about to pass out.They sat me down and I let all the blood run out. My whole face was swollen and I was in so much pain. 
Later I was talking to my teammate that threw the ball. She told me this, "my grandpa was teaching me and always told me to aim for the nose.." I guess she was pretty accurate then! :) 
The next day i went to the doctor, he told me it was broken and the probability of me needing some surgery was high. 
I was sent to the hospital the day after that to get a cat scan. When the test came back, they showed that there was nothing wrong with my nose and no surgery would be needed! But if you looked at it before you could easily tell it was crooked. 


November 2011 
If you read my last post you would know about the autoimmune hepatitis i was diagnosed with. Short version- I had the symptoms of rheumatoid arthritis and I could not move, my joints were swollen. There was a 50/50 chance that this would be a life long battle. As time has gone on we have figured out that it is NOT life long and it was only because of a medicine and i am slowly being healed day by day. At this point i should be off of my steroids next week. 

All of this to say that God has over and over again used my weakness, my body, to glorify Himself. As a girl, my self perspective view of myself is already not where it should be. It is one thing in my life that i have struggled with, my image, my body. 

But that doesn't matter to God. He has shown his glory and His sovereignty through my body so many times. He continues to tell me "Don't worry about your body. I have it in  my hands and it is valuable to ME and that is all that matters" 

God has glorified Himself through my weakness all through out my life and this is something that I am learning just now. 

He is the Author and Perfecter of my life and I have no reason to worry about things when I am His and He is in control.