Shadows in the Desert
This blog is a personal journal of what I remember as I traveled through the toughest days of Lyme disease and auto immune illness as a mother of five small children. During my journey, reading of others' recovery was a great encouragement to me. What I did not find, however, were many examples of people who were seriously and chronically ill who had littles to care for.
Many were single. Some were married and could not have children because of their illness. Others had older children. I am certain that I am not alone in the world of chronic disease and motherhood but sometimes I longed for some practical tips in this area.
I am not fully recovered. I am seemingly over the worst; the "desert days" where the suffering and journey had no end in sight.
However, in this dessert I found that there were shadows of rest. These shadows were supernatural because, it was obvious to me, that there were no natural trees giving shade in this desert. I was, however, under the shadow of the Almighty. He is such a good God!
All people are a bit like clay pots. We are formed by a loving Creator. Then we are baked in the oven of time, experiences, trials, tests, failures, hurts and triumphs. Without this baking, should we try to hold water and thus be of value, we would instead be a helpless lump of wet, unformed clay.
These times in the oven can get a little intense. We often want out - right now! Or at the very least, we want someone to tell us why we are in here!
It is easy to forget in the oven, that this is the time to rejoice! Praise it up, big time, because we are growing as a person and in our usefulness to our Creator. He is our comfort. He is our Shadow, giving us just enough rest to go on with the next day; and the next.
Rejoicing.
Many were single. Some were married and could not have children because of their illness. Others had older children. I am certain that I am not alone in the world of chronic disease and motherhood but sometimes I longed for some practical tips in this area.
I am not fully recovered. I am seemingly over the worst; the "desert days" where the suffering and journey had no end in sight.
However, in this dessert I found that there were shadows of rest. These shadows were supernatural because, it was obvious to me, that there were no natural trees giving shade in this desert. I was, however, under the shadow of the Almighty. He is such a good God!
All people are a bit like clay pots. We are formed by a loving Creator. Then we are baked in the oven of time, experiences, trials, tests, failures, hurts and triumphs. Without this baking, should we try to hold water and thus be of value, we would instead be a helpless lump of wet, unformed clay.
These times in the oven can get a little intense. We often want out - right now! Or at the very least, we want someone to tell us why we are in here!
It is easy to forget in the oven, that this is the time to rejoice! Praise it up, big time, because we are growing as a person and in our usefulness to our Creator. He is our comfort. He is our Shadow, giving us just enough rest to go on with the next day; and the next.
Rejoicing.
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