Since November, I’ve been dealing with debilitating pain
in my feet. It started small and just grew and grew. For a couple weeks, I
could barely stand up for more than a minute. Some days, it feels like it is
spreading. My whole body just aches.
Chronic physical pain is like the ocean – waves are always rolling. Some days more
aggressive than others. Some are much more calm.
But it’s incessant. And it is wearisome – physically, spiritually and
emotionally.
I don’t want this to sound like a pity post. I just want
those who know me to know what’s going on. So if and when you see me, you’ll
understand if I need to sit down or can’t stop to stand to talk for a long
time. Why my mind may seem a little absorbed lately. Why I may ask for your
help doing something. But mostly, why I want to give thanks and share in gratitude with you.
It’s been four months now that feels like a lifetime. And I
have days where I wish I could stay in bed. But I am a wife, and a mother, and
I have a full time job. And life keeps on moving whether I do or not.
At this point, we do not know the cause or the diagnosis of
my pain. We are seeking answers. But even in the search, answers may not come
easily, quickly or at all.
Those who know me best, know that I’ve been extremely active
my entire life. I’ve spent most of it dancing and running. Now, I cannot walk
around the block. If I did, I would pay for it later, for several days. I wake
up in dread of putting my feet on the ground. Wondering, will it be worse
today?
At first, every day was different. The pain moved around a
lot. It was as if, overnight, some new inflammation would move in and cause
more problems or new problems. Lately, the pain is pretty stagnant and pretty
widespread, and lately, even in my sleep. The mornings are worse. Movement is
sometimes better than none. But too much, and it feels like my feet are bruised
all over.
I’ve started swimming, and some biking. If only I were a
fish! I’d never have to withstand the pain again. I wish I could
live in the water, only coming up for air.
I find victories in the smallest of things. Truly, standing
is a victory. A good day is being home with my 4- and 2-year-old – all of us
surviving and relatively cheerful and without any melodramatic breakdown – from
me or them. Because the pain can just get up there when I am on my feet with
them, and, if it does, my patience grows especially thin.
Please know, I serve
an awesome God. That doesn’t mean I have weathered these months gracefully.
I have had, and sometimes still have, moments where I’ve wanted to quit. I’ve
wondered how I could possibly live like this another day.
But He has carried me through those moments, and in and out
of days, to the next and the next and the next…
Even to your old age and gray hairs I am he, I am he who will sustain you. I have made you and I will carry you; I will sustain you and I will rescue you.
Isaiah
46:4
I am learning to lean on Him wholeheartedly. Every day, I let go of a little more of myself, of how I wish things were, of mourning life before this all began, to fully live in Christ alone.
My hope for you today is that you will give thanks – for every
moment, but especially the dark and difficult wilderness moments. We all walk
through them in different ways, for different things. But they serve a purpose
much larger than us.
Give thanks for the moments you don’t want. Be glad to be in
them so that God’s righteousness and power can be revealed.
Give thanks for the things you don’t have. That others who
do may give of them freely to you in need.
Give thanks for the sickness or pain. That God’s goodness
may be made known through healing in those trials, through those caring for
you, even through some moment in eternity that you may never see.
Give thanks for the suffering and heartache. That you will
be refined and made stronger and wiser and better able to comfort those in
similar places from your experience.
Give thanks for your family and friends. That they will love
you best through the times when life gets the hardest.
Nothing in life is guaranteed.
I don’t know what this is that has taken over my body. I
don’t know how it will turn out. I do know that God is in the details and that
the prayers lifted up on my behalf are only bringing more glory to Him with
every word.
God knows my needs. He’s heard my prayers. He is in control,
and His ways are always perfectly planned and well timed.
As for God, his way is perfect: The LORD's word is flawless; he shields all who take refuge in him.
Psalm
18:30
I have been praying daily for you and asking God to provide answers and healing. Call anytime.
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