Man Overboard!

There have been few times in my life where I'm brought to something so tremendous that I am actually pulled out of my normal everyday situation (at this moment that would be surgery, hospital stay, and a secluded recovery in my bedroom etc. where I don't very much talk to anybody except through text messages ;) While I am on the sidelines resting it's OK. However, when I think about having to pull myself together, recover from what has put me out of commission, and stand on my own two feet... I might imagine an extremely shy introvert being shoved out on a stage, horrified, in front of thousands of people to preform an unknown piece. And I get a little anxiety and hyperventilate to myself, "I can't do this!!!" And I can't imagine catching up enough to jump on to the speeding train that I've fallen off of!
As I said, only a few times, has the thought of pushing forward brought panic to my core. But it seems that as soon as I muster up enough gumption to take the flying leap, some how everything does turn out OK and I am able to carry on in spite of my original anxieties.
Feeling this way really turned on a light for me. The first time I felt unbearably inadequate to face my reality, it made me realize how much the Lord sustains us in our callings, and our missions, and our responsibilities. I suspect that on my own, my fears wouldn't be so irrational, but real. Being in this situation and feeling the weight of my responsibilities and seeing my deflated ability, I really don't think I could do any of this well at all! Not on my own. So for a few moments while I feel deflated, it's comforting to know that when I do hop on that moving train, the Lords angels will give me a little boost and I'm sure I will figure out how to heal well from this, and become that loving, patient, oh so perfect (with the perfect body of course! ;) mother of 5.
(hopefully I will post pictures soon :)