I am late (as usual) with this month’s Blog Carnival post. I have been pondering the original title, What Keeps You Going and came up with many answers: ice, dark room, good drugs, knowing someone else understands, but all of these seemed to fall short. And then it hit me; there is no “what” that keeps me going, but a “who” (not the Horton kind).
God keeps me going, even when I want to throw in the towel. He was there when I lost my job, when I wished I had cancer instead because that would kill me, and when I had given up hope of ever feeling good again. For years I prayed that the Migraines would go away forever, but because that has not happened, I thought He wasn’t listening. So I prayed LOUDER: ARE YOU THERE? DO YOU CARE?
Years passed without a miracle and without even an effective preventative. I was resigned to a life of pain. Where was God? I don’t know. Absent? Distant? Then I heard these words from How Firm a Foundation
Fear not, I am with thee, O be not dismayed,
For I am thy God and will still give thee aid;
I’ll strengthen and help thee, and cause thee to stand
Upheld by My righteous, omnipotent hand.
Then I realized that He was there and cared very much about my pain. So in the middle of the night with my ice pack on my head, I sing or think those words. I know He is there and will get me through the night.
WOW! Isn’t it funny what we pray for – cancer, tumors, anything big and seen by the proverbial medical eye. I, too, prayed that same prayer. Nothing seen in my skull though. Well, you know what I mean. HE keeps me going. Only HE can get me thru those toughest of days and nights. It is when I am at my worst pain levels that I know He is with me, although I do know and realize He is always with me, when I am at my ultimate worst, I feel myself like a little girl in His lap, cuddled in His arms. I just pray for everyone I know – it is a very humbling place to be. Hoping and praying you are well.