All I can think about is a drink of water. I’m so incredibly parched that I am afraid I will get a drink on accident. No food or water for 8 hours before. Unfortunately, my procedure isn’t until 11:00 am. Isn’t it uncanny how when you are prohibited from something, you become fixated on that “thing?”
In the middle of the night, I began to think how the unbearable pain only ignites my passion for the lost. Meaning, how blessed I am to have been raised in a Christian home. I came to know Jesus at the age of four. How in the world would I make it through even one day of this challenging disease without someone to believe in that is greater than I? He is the one I can turn to when I feel like I can’t take one more day. How do people make it through life without knowing what I know? When sin entered the world, death entered. Chronic pain, illness, and disease are a form of death. We live in a broken world yet intimacy with God is often created in the midst of affliction. This suffering refines me "…I have refined you, though not as silver; I have tested you in the furnace of affliction." This test produces growth and maturity- James 1:2-4 Best of all, this demanding ailment can transform this chic into God’s image. Romans 8:28-29
Now, how can I pray for YOU today?
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