As the year draws to a close, I flip through some photo albums. Memories of long ago flash through my mind. It is amazing to reflect back on everything that has happened in my life. Sometimes, though, my heart breaks to look at photos taken shortly before my health took a nose dive into the realm of chronic illness. I see my young, smiling face, so full of energy, so youthful and so innocent. In the photos, I am oblivious to my future health crises. I often have to fight back tears as I think about all the pain, appointments, medical procedures, hospital stays, surgeries, etc. which lie ahead of me. I shutter to think about all those weeks, months, years in which I was lost wandering through the medical system.
As I turn to photos of my more recent past, photos which show me recovering from a surgery or fighting to put a smile on my face in the midst of fatigue, I see so much strength, courage and determination. I see the mighty warrior which lies beneath, so joyful to live, so blessed to be alive. Although my health challenges me every day, I am so grateful for the strength and courage Jesus provides. When my body fails me, He carries me through. "He gives power to the faint; and to them that have no might, He increases strength. Even the youths shall faint and be weary, and the young men shall utterly fall. But they that wait upon the LORD shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings as eagles; they shall run, and not be weary; and they shall walk and not faint." (Isaiah 40:29-31)
No comments:
Post a Comment