A Pain in the Back

Lower-Back-PainI was in agony. I couldn't move. As I lay on my bed, the pain down my back and through my right upper leg and calf muscles was so great that I didn't think I would get through it. Eventually, I rolled very carefully to the side of my bed and somehow managed to get up … very slowly. What was happening to me?

It was January this year. I had overdone it with lifting a month earlier – moving house and moving a heap of boxes (762!) of my dad's books with the help of my son Josiah and a few of his mates. Now I was paying the price.

Panadol didn't help much with the pain but Voltarin and anti-inflammatory tablets did … and lots of them. Just to get through the incredible pain each day.

A visit to the doctor in early February indicated that I most likely had 'sciatica' – severe nerve pain coming from my lower back. I have never had nerve pain before but wow, it is painful. Then a CT scan confirmed that I had two slipped lower disks in my back with one of them pressing on a main root nerve. The doctor said the next steps were to see a physio then a specialist neurologist. Mild exercise could help, otherwise I was looking at an epidural procedure or an operation. Bad news. I'm only 55. I was just about to finish up a long term job and enter a new season and yet I now have debilitating pain every day. So discouraging. 

Off to the physiotherapist, first in Melbourne (with some help and advice from my good friend Jason Smith founder of Back in Motion) then in Queensland. "Motion is lotion" was my new mantra. Sitting for extended periods of time was deadly. I had to move … regularly. My upper back, abdomen and leg muscles were all locked up, compensating for the pain elsewhere. A range of stretching exercises to loosen them up (I never knew my gluteus could be so sore!) and other exercises to strengthen my core. Swimming. Walking. Slowly but surely. Still many days of my right leg bones and muscles throbbing with considerable pain. It took many weeks and even months … but eventually the back pain has gone. I can move freely now. But I have to keep my exercises up. No sitting for more than 30 minutes without getting up and moving around. Lots of stretching. But it's worth it. After all, health is energy and energy is life.

A few lessons:

  1. We are stewards of our physical body and it deserves our care and attention. As we get older, we can't do the things we did when we were younger and we need to adjust our expectations. 

  2. When one member suffers, we all suffer. Don't ignore the pain. It's calling for your attention. Attend to it and everyone will eventually benefit.

  3. Motion is lotion. We are made to move. Don't give in to the sedentary life of the overly comfortable. Stand up, stretch, walk, swim, get outside. As they sing in the kids movie Madagascar, "I like to move it, move it!"

  4. Problems can often be solved indirectly. My focus on loosening up the muscles in my upper back and legs helped relieve the pain in my lower back. This is a principle in life. Sometimes simple activities such as exercise, doing a simply task, or getting a good night's sleep can relieve destructive emotions such as depression. Spiritual practices such as prayer and meditation can help us overcome temptation (See Psalm 119:11 and Matthew 26:41). Don't shout at the darkness. Turn on a light.

  5. It's okay to ask for help. I like to look after myself and push through problems until I solve them. However, this one was beyond me. Reading a good book on treating your own back was helpful … but not enough. I am thankful for doctors and physiotherapists who were able to help me work through my pain. 

  6. Recovery takes time. We often over-estimate what we can accomplish in a few days but we under-estimate what we can achieve in a few months. It takes time to end up in trouble and we won't always get out of it in an instant. Pick the right path then persist with it until you are where you want to be. Even 'baby steps' will do it.

I hope that sharing this with you is an encouragement, even in some small way.

Enjoy the rest of your week.

The Smart Phone?

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I love my mobile phone. I have had one ever since they first came out back in the 1990s. I've moved from the Motorola brick size ones … to the flip lid … to a few versions of the Nokia … and now I have my faithful iPhone 6 Plus (no, I never had a Blackberry or a Samsung). I am an 'early adopter' when it comes to technology. I love to have the (almost) latest and greatest. But I probably won't jump right away to the new iPhone 8 or iPhone X (with face recognition!), as amazing as they sound. At least, not yet.

On my phone, I can not only make and receive calls. I can check my email. I can transfer money or pay a bill from my bank APP. I can read an eBook while while out shopping. I can surf the internet and find all kinds of information, which is especially helpful when you are travelling to new and unfamiliar places. I can check my list of tasks that I am hoping to complete. I can listen music or watch a video. I can text my family and friends – from anywhere in the world. I can do a quick currency conversion or check the share market or a sports score (Go Cats!). No wonder some people call it a 'smart phone'!

But is it really that smart? 

It is estimated that the average phone user checks their phone 85 times a day and a huge 91 percent of users would never leave home without their 'friend' in hand. But as our constant companion, it also never shuts up. Whenever it rings, beeps or vibrates, we snap to attention. Even when it is silent and not in use, it still affects our concentration. A recent study titled Brain Drain: The Mere Presence of One's Own Smartphone Reduces Available Cognitive Capacity, published by the University of Chicago Press, indicates that the mere presence of a phone on the table, in the pocket, or bag, is enough to impair performance on off-screen tasks. The authors note that, "Results from two experiments indicate that even when successful at maintaining sustained attention – as when avoiding the temptation to check their phones – the mere presence of these devices reduces available cognitive capacity." They go on to say, "We propose that the mere presence of one's smartphone may impose a 'brain drain'."

In our ever-increasingly connected world, the wonderful smartphone is actually impairing our ability to be fully present and engaged with those around us, as well as our ability to be productive with the tasks we are endeavouring to achieve. I believe it's time to program some more extended 'off line' spaces in our day. In fact, why not just leave your phone in another room when you are having a meal or interacting with family and friends?

That sounds pretty smart.

The Berlin Crows

Nicole and I are nearing the end of our 12 days of touring Germany. The beauty of the stunning scenery of the villages, lakes and mountains of southern Germany has been a stark contrast to the horror of the Dachau Concentration Camp and the Holocaust Museum in Berlin. Reflecting on the genocide of 6 million people (primarily Jews, but also gypsies, gays, the elderly and the disabled) is a sobering experience, not for the faint of heart.

Yesterday and today we meandered around the streets of Berlin – a city with plenty of attitude, and it's easy to see why. For 28 years (from 1961-1989), a concrete wall divided this city, physically and ideologically. Constructed by the German Democratic Republic (GDR), the Wall completely cut off (by land) West Berlin from surrounding East Germany and from East Berlin until the government officially opened it in November 1989. During this period, around 5,000 people attempted to escape over the Wall, with an estimated death toll ranging from 136 to more than 200 in and around Berlin.

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In 1989, a series of revolutions in nearby Eastern Bloc countries such as Poland and Hungary caused a chain reaction in East Germany that ultimately resulted in the demise of the Wall. After several weeks of civil unrest, the East German government announced on 9 November 1989 that all GDR citizens could visit West Germany and West Berlin. Crowds of East Germans crossed and climbed onto the Wall, joined by West Germans on the other side in a celebratory atmosphere. Over the next few weeks, euphoric people and souvenir hunters chipped away parts of the Wall. The governments later used industrial equipment to remove most of what was left. The fall of the Berlin Wall paved the way for German reunification, which was formally concluded on 3 October 1990. [Source: Wikipedia]

While visiting the Wall Memorial today, I was moved by the following story …

CrowCrows are highly intelligent and graceful birds. They are omnipresent in the everyday life of the Berlin inhabitants – but only a few people are aware of their special significance for the history of the Berlin Wall. Numerous animals found their home on the border of the divided world. Every evening a spectacular show was repeated: the birds gathered together on the death strip before breaking away towards their sleeping places in the surrounding parks. They became a kind of symbol of the Berlin Wall. The black-grey birds are known as the "Russian Crows", the black ones come from Western Europe. Only in the Berlin area do they meet. 

Artist twins Natalia and Maria Petschatnikov from Leningrad recall this phenomena with a unique art display of crow sculptures painted by school children, senior citizens, community member, artists and workshop participants from all over the world.

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[Picture of crow artistic lawn display with another statue of reconciliation in the foreground]

May the walls that divide us still today be torn down. May peace prevail and may the birds remind us that we are of one blood, despite our differences. 

A New Day

Nicole and I are currently spending 12 days in Germany while on our way to Russia, where I will speak at three church leaders' conferences (in St Petersburg, Moscow and Novosibirsk). Our day is about over here in the northern hemisphere and we have had a wonderful time touring some of the beautiful southern Germany countryside. Today we drove from Triberg in the Black Forest all the way to Fussen where we will visit a few famous castles tomorrow. On the way, we stopped for lunch at Lindau, a picturesque town right on the edge of magnificent Lake Constance with views to the Alps across the water.

Back in our homeland of Australia, a new day is just beginning. I love the beginning of a new day. A few years back, I wrote a poem called 'Today'. I share it with you again as encouragement to you, wherever you are on your life's journey. 

As with all poetry, read it slowly. Stop on a word or a line here and there that may jump out to you. Reflect on it for a moment. The aim is not just to 'get through the poem' but to allow the poem to 'get through to you'.

Sunrise

TODAY

A new day.
A fresh start
A clear page
Wonders waiting to be discovered. 

New dreams yet to be born.
Visions still unseen.
Insights unknown.
Wisdom from God's world. 

Yesterday is gone.
Only a memory now.
Lessons learnt.
Experience gained. 

Tomorrow's not yet here.
A future unrealized.
Always beyond our grasp.
The distant horizon. 

Live in this moment.
Right here right now.
The present is what we have.
Pregnant with possibility.

HE is here.
All you need.
Nothing lacking.
Fulness revealed.

Conquer fear.
Walk in faith.
Love is here.
Trust and wait. 

Wide awake.
Seize the day.
Drink it full.
All the way. 

Nothing wasted.
Nothing spared.
Brave and strong.
Free at last. 

Climb your mountain.
Sing your song.
Reach for the sky.
Everything belongs. 

Life is adventure.
Scary for sure.
Well worth living.
No regrets. 

This is your day.

Today.