Whenever you have a surgery of some kind, there is this false sense of comfort that comes immediately afterwards. The numbing medicine or pain relievers you get at the hospital for the surgery itself make you feel good for a time, then you get home and take the stuff you get at the pharmacy and it just doesn't quite take the edge off as well.
Yesterday I had two wisdom teeth pulled. Okay, one was pulled pretty easily, the other was pulled, twisted, drilled, scraped, yanked, repeat. It caused my dentist to say, "You have really good bone structure!" as the bottom tooth had spread out its roots into my jawbone. After all of the sweating by my dentist, and by me, it was done. I rose from the chair, unable to feel the entire right side of my face, thanked him kindly ("I expected worse."), and headed for home. Mo was driving me and had instructions to stop by Kesslers for a couple of things. While she was inside I realized that the numbness, while annoying, was not sticking around. By the time I got home it was getting bad. By the time last evening came I was wondering if I would have to live with this pain for the rest of my life.
I can thankfully say the pain has lessened this morning, and I was able to eat a little food. (which always helps!) But there are those times where we wonder, "How long?!" How long will this pain endure? How long before I can eat again? How long before this is all a distant memory?
David is contemplating this in Psalm 62 as men assault him:
"How long will you assault a man? Would all of you throw him down-
this leaning wall, this tottering fence?
They fully intend to topple him
from his lofty place;"
It's like my backyard fence. It gets assaulted by wind and storms. It is leaning in spots. It rattles and has to have screws replaced, but it continues to stand. We are the same way. The assaults come. It feels as though there is no end. You feels like the next gust will blow you over and end you, but again David reminds us:
"Find rest, O my soul, in God alone;
my hope comes from him.
He alone is my rock and my salvation;
he is my fortress, I will not be shaken.
My salvation and my honor depend on God;
he is the mighty rock, my refuge.
Trust in him and all times, O people;
pour out your hearts to him,
for God is our refuge."