I’m guessing that few of you have heard of De Quervain syndrome.
I certainly hadn’t . . . until my right thumb and wrist began to bother me.
De Quervain syndrome – also known as BlackBerry thumb, texting thumb, gamer’s thumb, washerwoman’s sprain, radial styloid tenosynovitis, de Quervain disease, de Quervain’s tenosynovitis, de Quervain’s stenosing tenosynovitis, mother’s wrist, or mommy thumb), is a tenosynovitis of the sheath or tunnel that surrounds two tendons that control movement of the thumb. Wikipedia
I’m not a young mom, I don’t text with my thumbs and I’m definitely not a washerwoman. (Chris does the laundry in this house) I’m not sure why I’m experiencing this particular pain but I decided to buy a brace so I could rest my thumb and wrist.
Braces are expensive.
And yesterday, I lost my brace. My brand new brace.
This morning, I mentally retraced my steps and decided that I must have lost the brace at church so I called the office. A friendly woman answered the phone and kindly offered to look in the sanctuary.
About 30 minutes later, my phone rang.
“Diane, you’re not going to believe where your brace was found. I just bumped into a friend in the lobby. After our conversation, I mentioned that I was going to look for a brace in the sanctuary. My friend responded with, “Oh, I found a black brace in the field yesterday. I figured someone must have dropped it in the parking lot and the wind blew it into the field.”
I mean, how cool is that? What a sweet reminder to trust in the timing.
God’s timing is perfect and He cares about the little things too.
I am so thankful for all the ways that God loves me.
As for me, I will always have hope; I will praise you more and more. Psalm 71.14