I have been holding my breath too long and it is still not there.
She said another week.
When I wrote, One More Day,
I talked about how I saw it as God giving me another day to listen to
His words, to sing Him praises and to ponder more about the reason He is
making me go through this trial.
I didn't know that He didn't mean it for one more day but ONE MORE WEEK.
And
as I continue to write blogs and write verses and seek Him in the other
blogs I read, I began feeling that calmness~that Peace that there is
nothing I can do to change anything.That whatever the result is, there
is nothing that I can do to change one letter in that medical report.
Philippians 4:6-7
6 Do not be anxious about anything, but in every situation, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. 7 And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.
The waiting is painful.
It is stealing my joy.
It is like having the sword of Damocles hanging above me.
Ready to snap any moment.
Until God spoke to me through my readings and listening to sermons that ALL IS WELL
The day that I realized that I have to wait another week, I felt that I have received God's peace.
I stopped worrying.
I even stopped thinking too much about it.
I have approached God's throne of grace and I have cried out to God the petition of my soul.
And He has shown me places in the Bible that gave me peace.
What I should continually do now is to give thanks.
To give thanks in all circumstances.
Because as I again echo The Writer's words:
the Thanks Therapy is God's prescription for Joy
Since then, my daily conversations with God in my times of prayer have been filled with feeling His warmth, feeling Him actually telling me, "I will take care of the rest"
So that as I continue to seek His wisdom and write my verses and prose about Him and His love for a person as broken as myself, I have this peace within me.
How do I know?
Because I no longer jump up on my toes and break out into uncontrollable sobs fearing that medical report.
Days ago, I would be laying down and it would flash to my mind that there is a report to be anxious about
and I would actually feel anxious and afraid and I would cry and cry.
It definitely stole my joy!
God provided me with the peace that brought back my joy.
The peace that is the reason I can still write verses and blogs.
The peace that allows me to do the Thanks Therapy with all my heart.
The peace that shows me that no matter what, God is still with me.
God is with me because even after my surgery, we still managed to get my youngest son enrolled in the second semester
God is with me because besides the youngest getting enrolled, the middle son just also got a chance to get listed in a short-term skills course that will start soon.
And I thank God for everything every day..
This thanks therapy took away the worry about the sword above me.
And instead filled me with joy and reassurance that God is with me, no matter what.
And I thank God I have your blogs to read that gives me joy, insights, encouragement and reminders about God's love. God is right -- all is well.
ReplyDeleteAs Ann says, giving thanks precedes the miracle. Anticipate it. It may not be in the form you are expecting but it will come.
ReplyDelete@Joy, I thank God for the inspiration He provides to write these blogs. Indeed, all is well...
ReplyDelete@~G&P - yes, God has taught me to anticipate His very present help. He has given me the Peace to not fret any more and instead wait on Him. This sickness will never take away my faith in the Lord.