Pulled Muscle

Ever pulled a muscle? It’s painful right? How did you pull it? Were you carrying something that you weren’t suppose to be carrying… or was it something you’ve done over and over again but for some reason on that particular day your muscle just gave up and gave out…

It hurts, it’s soar and tender and sometimes you might want to cry because the pain is so excruciating. I know that feeling…. It happened to me today…

Today I was going about my business doing the same ol’ same ol’ when all of a sudden I pulled a muscle…. No I pulled the muscle.. the most singular important muscle.. pulled it so bad it fell right out of my chest… and then it just lay there in front of me. Stretched and strained from all the ware and tear from all the years of me using it the same way over and over again. Oh it got plenty of exercise.. but it just gave out and said I need a break and it just dropped out.

I stood there staring at it, crying my eyes out because it hurt so much. It was deep… how was it deep if it was out of my body you may ask? Because it had pulled some things with it as it fell out. I collapsed in a heap on the ground and wept and tried to calm myself from the pain of what had just happened… when all of a sudden there was a hand on my shoulder. I looked up and there he was. He was the best doctor in town and he had a special way of fixing pulled muscles. He knelt down beside me and examined the wound and then picked the muscle up off the ground. He said “Why this just wont due! You’ve worked this muscle until it was plum tuckered out!” I told him “I couldn’t help it. It was all I had, the only muscle that could do the job.” He smiled at me as he tossed the old muscle aside and then he reached in his bag and pulled something out. “Here” he said ”give this one a whirl, it’s much more stronger and bigger too. ”

He placed the muscle back in place, and just before he left he said “ Now don’t go straining that one like you did the other. It’s bigger and stronger to be sure, but its purpose is to help you let go”.

I stood there staring as he walked away. I was not in pain or anguish anymore. I walked away thinking how good the doctor was. For he had given me a gift, a secret to my health that I was determined to keep.