No Big Head!

Some days it's hard to get up out of bed. With summer here I can sleep in and enjoy and appreciate not having to move. Life is hard at times but I know lots people have it much worse than I do.

Before I got sick I was able to do whatever I wanted. I had a very good job that paid well. I was very busy at church teaching children, and leading women's Bible studies. I wrote and directed plays for our church kids, both in our old church and the one we are in now. I enjoyed what I was doing but I think doing became the problem. We noticed that when my husband, Jim, got hurt at work years ago. We dropped out of lots of things and realized that life went on without us. It was a very good lesson but I soon fell into the same routine. I got busy again with stuff.

Getting sick made me drop out of so much, one thing at a time. It certainly played with my head. It also brought me closer to God and it showed me who my true friends were. They were the ones that stuck by me through it all.

I came across these verses in The Message that I wanted to share:

Because of the extravagance of those revelations, and so I wouldn't get a big head, I was given the gift of a handicap to keep me in constant touch with my limitations. Satan's angel did his best to get me down; what he in fact did was push me to my knees. No danger then of walking around high and mighty! At first I didn't think of it as a gift, and begged God to remove it. Three times I did that, and then he told me,

My grace is enough; it's all you need.

My strength comes into its own in your weakness.
Once I heard that, I was glad to let it happen. I quit focusing on the handicap and began appreciating the gift. It was a case of Christ's strength moving in on my weakness. Now I take limitations in stride, and with good cheer, these limitations that cut me down to size—abuse, accidents, opposition, bad breaks. I just let Christ take over! And so the weaker I get, the stronger I become. (2 Corinthians 12:7-10)

I don't always think this way but one thing I do know: I am not the same person that I was. I operated so much through my own self and now, each day I have to depend on God to keep me going. I also have met awesome friends that pray for me and keep me plugging away, not to mention my family. It's not easy, for sure; not for me and especially not on my husband and kids. My health issues become their issues. We all continue to press on and if I am healed, I will gladly accept that healing. If I am not, I will continue to love my Father and appreciate the gift of life He has given me. "And so the weaker I get, the stronger I become." How true this is when I let God take over the driver's seat.