An uncle fighting stage 4 melanoma, an aunt with "several masses" [update at the end of today: she's been diagnosed with cancer], my mother-in-law in remission from breast cancer, family members struggling with their marriages/finances/big decisions, friends going through divorce, last surviving grandparents in nursing homes, both grandpas fighting dementia, a dear friend's mother-in-law fighting stage 4 ovarian cancer, a brother-in-law causing some dilemmas....
A messy house with way too much junk. Trying to organize it but finding my junk to be too overwhelming, and not having the resources to organize it properly. Keeping my car spotless because it's the only area I feel I have some control over.
Fighting Fibromyalgia every day. Trying to sort through what I can do in the midst of what I must do. Sorting through the overwhelming ideas for weight loss, healthy eating, exercise, and every diet plan known to man.
More research & discussions about Fibromyalgia than I can begin to fathom. A to-do list that grows faster than I can keep up with it. A hundred or so blogs that I love but cannot keep up with even monthly.
A book reading list the size of the city of Chicago.
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At the breaking point of what we're able to handle. Bad news seems to be surrounding and engulfing us. And we aren't seeing eye-to-eye on anything.
As if that wasn't enough, my car started having major issues. We had trouble getting it in anywhere. Finally we were able to. Turns out the rear brakes were at 0% and the front brakes are at 15%. Then with the car in the shop and me unable to take myself anywhere, I started feeling really, really sick at work yesterday morning. Hubster had to leave work to come get me. :( I felt so bad about that, but am so thankful he was willing! Flu, grrrrrr. :(
Anyway, I took a 2-hour nap after getting home, and laid on the couch for another 5 hours after that before even remotely being able to sit up and look at anything other than a blank and semi-awake stare at the TV.
Upon being able to, I glanced at a few of my favorite blogs. I regularly read an amazing, godly, inspiring blog with about 30 different contributors called (in)courage. It always has incredible posts that uplift & inspire me, and often make me get all teary.
One of yesterday's posts was no different. Here's an excerpt from a lady who also deals with chronic illness. In the midst of her feeling overwhelmed by life, here are some of her inspiring thoughts:
"Jesus took the pain that was to come for Him and, in the midst of what must have been overwhelming, acknowledged the Father. He acknowledged that what was going to be brutal for Him would be transformed into grace, because that is what the Father does. He didn’t let what would overwhelm Him in the garden overshadow the beauty He trusted would come. A beauty that only God can bring from the hard.
The same way God wants to transform our hard.
We all know how God turned the pain of Jesus’ journey into joy for each of us. And it all started with an action… not just of Jesus saying yes, but of Jesus giving thanks.
And so, as I lay in the quiet with my own pain, feeling the natural inclination to be overwhelmed, I take action as He did. I give thanks for the gifts that come from pain. I give thanks for the people and the moments and the experiences. I give thanks to a Savior who was willing to go through the pain so that the hard I live through could also be redeemed."
Please read more of Sara's post at (in)courage. / Written by Sara Frankl, visit her personal blog at Gitzen Girl.