Tag: chronic illness

Heliotropism

Yesterday, I drove by fields of sunflowers, their happy faces tracking the constant sun. All day, the stems, the east-facing halves, grow and lengthen, bending their flower heads to keep up with the westward-moving light. All night, their west-side stems grow, oscillating their heavy yellow faces back to the east.  I envy the surety of…

Ephesians 1:18 I pray that the eyes of your heart

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Dependence

I don’t like living with scarcity. I don’t like having just enough to meet my needs. I don’t like being dependent. It makes me feel vulnerable. In my economy, I want a full oil flask and overflowing flour jar. #ChronicJoy #DiscoveringHope

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Tears

Tears fall steadily after the trauma If you came to grips with it, at least Those around you whisper things like “drama” Each of us faces a diff’rent beast You didn’t expect it to hurt so bad Or you did and you wanted proved wrong Lost are the logical thoughts you once had Something so…

Tears - Luke 22:42

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Worry and Concern – An Allegory

When I joined the Feedback Team for Finding Purpose, Book 2 in Chronic Joy’s THRIVE Study Series, I was so intrigued by the activities included with the study questions. One of the options was an invitation to write an allegory based on the differences between worry and concern. Writing this story became a way to explore…

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A Sacred Journey Through Suffering: Clinging to God Through Chronic Illness

Five years have passed since the words, “No cure,” were spoken to me. Five years since I moved from independent to dependent, stripped of self-reliance and the illusion of control, the first of the hardest days of my life with a complicated chronic illness. My days became about survival and overcoming anxiety. Any resemblance of…

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He Gets It

There’s been a dramatic shift in my understanding of the cross and of the day we call Good Friday. My parents are Christians and so the crucifixion and resurrection were familiar to me from early on. I remember as a small child growing so frustrated that Jesus didn’t just call down His angels from heaven…

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