Today Is Our Day
Does pain, grief or sickness make a day bad? We all have them, some have a lot of those seemingly never-ending miserable days. Could those days stretch into weeks and sometimes even longer, yikes!
If I were to be honest, yep, too many long rough chunks of my life in battles that I most assuredly never want to return. Would I consider those as bad days, absolutely! But here’s the thing, that is not a choice we have, these types of so called bad days are like breathing, they happen without notice.
After A long hurting and frustrating battle I had with a second round of cancer war a close friend asked how I did it. At first the question confused me, “how I did did what”? My lil’ brain couldn’t understand but then after he continued, “how were you able to go on and still have hope”?
This was a great question because inside my whole being I was so tired of being so ravaged and sick! Everyday I felt like I was dying but how Is that possible? I can remember after the first chemo day we drove home and I told Renee, “this isn’t so bad, we can still have a life doing this”! After the 2nd dose 21 days later I honestly was shocked and overcome with sickness, something was terribly wrong!
The phrase, “terribly wrong” so states the truth of sickness! It’s so wrong in every sickening way! How do we get through this? Thankfully Renee and I have our life in Jesus, I cannot fathom anything without Him. I understand people take different paths, we live in a world of free will and we all still face sickness so here is my suggestion.
Find a Bible and locate the book of John chapter 3 verse 16, read it and think of your life and where you are along with where and what’s next. Now take purposeful steps in your life, one step at a time, each minute, each hour in each and every day. These steps include everything you need to do and get done and our be satisfied knowing you are doing your absolute best. We find hope in every little gain and we look for the good in each rough day. There is always good to be found in the daily battle!
When the doctor gives bad news, I look toward Renee and I see why I fight so hard. She is always in my corner and there with me willing to fight with everything she has. We turn to Jesus together, there lies our true hope and help.
With answers comes questions, even when we attempt to overlook and get by, the questions always surface. Don’t be afraid to ask, a church, doctors or write me on the contact Steve in the blog. People all need help and all people want to help.
