I’ve been MIA a few days. I fell down stairs last week taking my dog outside and broke 2 bones in my left leg and ankle. I don’t know how it happened and I don’t remember tripping. What I do remember are the overwhelming feelings of idiocy, aggravation, tears, nausea, and pain. This could not have happened at a worse time in my life.
It’s been a hard year medically for me as the Pulmonary Sarcoidosis seems to be taking over my body with 12 new tumors in my chest wall, more in my lungs, joints, lymph nodes, and heart. The good news is my last, recent, visit to The Sarcoidosis Clinic at MUSC in Charleston revealed no growth to the current granulomas and no new ones have occurred. I am stable. I praise God for this good news. I have trusted and followed the medical path Jesus has orchestrated for me since the day I was diagnosed in 2013. Jesus has not let me down yet. I keep on keeping on because I believe there will be something good that eventually comes from this medical mess.
Now, just when I was getting my strength back, starting to ride horses more, again, and feeling more like myself the great fall happens. What a disappointing set back as I lay up in bed in a glass cast, on pain meds, and unable to function. I tell you this not to complain or solicit pity, but to say that I know I have a choice as to how I respond to life’s calamities. I can cry, become bitter, angry, and rage at all around me, Or I can cry to Jesus trusting the waiting, provisions, and reasons I cannot see.
The enemy likes nothing better than to kill our joy, steal our peace, and destroy our lives. I don’t plan to give demons that power, and neither should you. All of us have something we are going through good and bad. Who do you trust?
I choose to trust Jesus with all of it, especially when the news and scenarios are not good, favorable, or understandable. What do you choose?