Muscle Memory

So it’s been over 2 months since the Nepal earthquake and I continue to heal.

On that day(I discovered two weeks later), I had incurred a shoulder injury while I was helping a teammate up off the ground. I used my left arm and poor body mechanics in that moment of urgency to get her off the ground and both of us to safety. I eventually found out that I pulled my left trapezious muscle and popped a couple ribs. After several adjustments by my doctor and now, physical therapy, I am beginning to feel some relief.

During the PT appointments, I would share with the therapist and recount the events of those final days in Nepal after the earthquake. It was usually on my drive home that I would experience an overflow of tears, that seemed to have been buried deep. It wasn’t intended or even known to exist. It made me wonder if the phrase, “muscle memory” was what I was experiencing? Were my muscles remembering the tension, fear, anxiety and stress I entertained during the minutes and hours of those first few days after the quake? I was discovering that as my muscles were relaxing and softening, so was my heart. Thus the tears.

I love how God gives us just what we need at the right time. While on the table during one of my therapy sessions, He gave me a picture of what my injury looked like.


Some how, in Nepal, their electricity and phone connections still work even though this is what the wires look like. Many who have been to Nepal for any length of time have experienced power outages and have remarked “that given the way the wires are all bunched up, it’s no surprise”.

I kept this image from God of the wires as a reminder lesson from Him. Although my muscles are all bunched up and have lots of knots (some actually pushing down on nerves), I am still functioning, just not to my full potential, since I have not been able to exercise the way I would like to. (Here’s hoping my muscles in my core remember how to tighten up when I do).

From time-to-time, I experience numbness and tingling in my left arm and hand (my version of a “power outage”). I re-position and the circulation is restored.

And there it is…

My experience with the earthquake has required me to “re-position” often – re-position my heart, my attitudes, my prayers, my emotions, my physical body and my life. God has given me a brighter view of life by rescuing me from the Nepal earthquake. It is by His Power that I take a step each day, do what He wants me to do, and go where He wants me to go.

I don’t want to live a life without His Power. I want to have a growing connection to Him with the Holy Spirit flowing freely without interruption. I want God to straighten out how I am wired to serve Him better every day.

He is already using my “hot-mess wiring” to share His Power with the therapists that have been working on me.

My prayer since I have returned has not waivered. “LORD, please heal me to the point that You want”. I know that I won’t be fully healed till I am in Heaven with Him. It is there that I will have a new body (…with tighter abs!! LOL!!)

To God be the Glory, great things He has done.


How is your “wiring” being used?

Where in your life do you need a deep healing?

Where in your journey, are you experiencing a “Power outage”?

Thank you for joining me on my healing journey,


6 thoughts on “Muscle Memory

  1. I do not even know the way I ended up here, however I thought this publish was good.

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    • Thank you for your affirmation “Power no2 max”. I’m glad you landed on my site. Hope you are encouraged on your journey as well.


    • Thank you Nancy, I really appreciate that you take the time to read and comment. I love feedback, but you know that already!! Hugs.


  2. Kinita, I like the term muscle memory. Yesterday, I was watching a program on tv. There was a scene of a daughter visiting her mother in the hospital. The tears immediately begin to flow. I was remembering my mother when she was on her death bed. That was a very dark time in my life.
    Muscles can have a lot of strength, as well as memories. The memories of that time in my life are very strong and, at times still painful. But, God’s love and grace are stronger. So, when I have one of those muscle memories, I ask God to wrap me and that memory with His grace and love.
    I am so thankful that I am His daughter and, He is my Abba Father. Thanks for sharing.


    • Thank you Jeannie. I love the visual you share of asking God to wrap you in His grace and love. That is so healing. Thank you for your response. Hope you are settling in back at home!! Hugs!!


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