My husband, being the personal trainer that he is, saw me gaining more mobility and immediately went into full “trainer-engineer” mode. Before I knew it, our treadmill had a brand-new weight assist attachment! (Who needs fancy gym equipment when you’ve got a husband with tools and determination?) In all seriousness though my husband finds a way to recreate things when they normally cost thousands of dollars... I truly am blessed!
He rigged it up so I could walk safely and build strength without overdoing it. I took my first slow, careful walk on it, then proudly showed it to my physical therapist. She smiled, nodded, and gave me the green light—so that officially made it PT approved! I think I started with 30 pounds of assist and then went to about 45 pounds off. (When I got off I felt so heavy... I quickly realized how nice it was to walk with a lot less weight.)
And then it happened… I walked—with a limp, yes—but I walked. I walked slowly—but I walked. I held tightly to the treadmill arms—but I walked without crutches.
Each small step was proof that healing is happening. Sometimes progress doesn’t look impressive—it’s not fast or flawless—but it’s still progress. And when you start to see it, even just a little, your heart fills with gratitude and hope.
Philippians 1:6 says, “Being confident of this, that He who began a good work in you will carry it on to completion until the day of Christ Jesus.”
God doesn’t start something and walk away. He’s faithful to finish what He begins—in our bodies, hearts, and lives.
If you’re in a season where progress feels painfully slow, remember this: Heaven celebrates every single step forward, even the wobbly ones. Keep trusting, keep moving, and keep believing that what He started in you, He will complete.
Lord, thank You for every step—no matter how slow or awkward it looks. Thank You for progress that reminds me You’re still working. Help me keep walking by faith, not by sight, and trust that You’ll bring this healing to completion. Amen.
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