"I know, O LORD, that Your judgements are right and that in faithfulness You have afflicted me."
This verse has been my near constant reminder of God's goodness as I have been ill. I am reminded of the power of Scripture as even this simple verse endows so much Truth when my mind is "famished for Truth."
I praise Jesus that He is the Wise, Sovereign God and that my illness has in no way surprised Him. I thank Him for being the Good and Gentle Healer, who created my body and knows exactly what is happening. I thank Him for sustaining me each day even when I feel absolutely wretched. I offer thanksgiving for the Word and for the Church, which provide sweet encouragement. I praise Him for forgiving my sins and ask Him to search my heart and reveal to me where I am wrong. I beg that He teach me great lessons through this and that this pain not be wasted. I ask that He will use my life to bless, encourage, exhort and admonish others. I give back to Him my dreams and plans for the future, acknowledging that I have not been given the future - only today - and that tomorrow is His. Most of all, I thank Jesus that I have Heaven to look forward to! That my life on earth is not the end, rather the beginning of a new and glorious life with Jesus. Oh happy day!
p.s. I haven't been blogging much lately because of the additional strain it put on my wrists (trying to save typing for purely academic work). It might be a while before the next update.
