A Christmas Gift

A Christmas Gift

Isaiah 9:2  New International Version (NIV)

The people walking in darkness
    have seen a great light;
on those living in the land of deep darkness
    a light has dawned.

Some of you know that I was in the hospital earlier this week with the searing pain of shingles on my face. I was crushed to face such a serious disease on top of the daily seizure episodes that accompany chronic Lyme disease: a battle that consumes me with treatment and related activities for most of every day. How could I possibly bear one more grief?

The answer:  with Jesus Christ. Inside the treatment plan of this new illness came a drug for nerve pain that also happens to help seizures. And fibromyalgia pain. I was humbled to have a couple of seizure-free days thereafter! Managing everything took strained breaths as I tried to get beyond the few 1-2 hours of sleep in those first days and other complications. There were setbacks that crushed my spirit: aggressive, violent episodes of a kind I had never seen before. Then they all nearly stopped. And very few “little zippies” have followed as sleep has returned too. I am humbled, hopeful, grateful. What a Christmas gift!

We have no idea what lies before me in this long journey of illness and hope for complete recovery. I am grateful for those who have followed my story, prayed, and offered encouragement just when I needed it. Thank you! I believe this story goes beyond me, however, as neither of us knows what lies ahead. But don’t waste your time worrying about that. Put your faith in the one who came to save us from this hell, these trials, the sorrows that plague our lives here on earth big or small that began as a consequence of the Fall of Mankind. He grieves for our loss, our struggle, our suffering. And He gives us a choice what to do with it.

Choose to join me in the celebration of a new life that comes from the belief and surrender to the Lord: Jesus Christ. One day He will return to make all things right. No more sorrow, no more tears. Until then we can have a good bit o’ the joy, the strength, the love that supernaturally exceeds this life: our eternal destiny begins the day we place our faith in Him. Do you now Him this way? He is the only way to peace. He is the only way to joy. He is the only way to love. He invented them after all.

Merry Christmas Gentle Reader. Hope to connect with you more in 2017 and most importantly at the celebration that awaits believers in Jesus Christ in heaven.

I love Christmas.

With love, Just Julie

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The view from here

Strangely dim or so it seems at times with

My cries, my prayers, the scripture that rolls off my tongue to no where

All serving as a cathartic drug I suppose I suppose.

My mind is stunned in an electric shock of sorts:

Body thrashing, limbs violently shaking, breathing withheld for a very long time

Until the darkness that seizes me lifts its grip on my life with the deepest sigh.

Living in hell will bring weeping and gnashing of teeth it is written

Surely worse than mine yet I still don’t like the taste that visits me,

Not knowing from whence it comes, from whence it goes rendering me useless for hours on end.

The next big thing keeps me chasing that miraculous dream inside:

To find a cure, the right Doc, the right stuff to end it all already

Should it exist this side of heaven we both ponder my sweet friend.

“What will be the villain’s name?” I wonder then do not care

The left side of my brain is tired and just wants to go home, to settle here in my heated bed

To sleep perchance to dream, aye, there is the rub as Hamlet said.

Not much has changed:  the beaten-down headache remains the same;

The husband lacks sleep and cries softly as his love tears our heart strings painfully once more.

What will his own lean on the Lord reveal from the Divine gift of a brilliant  mind?

We ponder a move.  We ponder a Mayo run.  We try variations on old remedies.  We pray for fumes to carry on —

As day falls into night and our intimate distance is lengthened over and over again.

Psalm 41.3

Yes, this is hard, Gentle Reader, and not a path for you I would ever choose.

It came this way anyways ordained by my Lord exactly for now as you have faithfully watched it unfold . . .

The nightmare is not over yet:  the final scene unwritten with the cast still shy of their curtain call.

So we will hang tough for the fourth year, the fourth act, that melts into a joyous season as they say

Of Christmastime when all we should do is look up anyways from our worries, from our homested.

It’s all about that Baby right (the One in the manger with stench all around His head)?

Yes:  He has come to save me, to save you, to make right that which hangs low on a starry night, for those who believe dontcha know?

My Jesus Who saved me with perfect grace once and for all

Will bring me to a better place with a view I cannot see from here:  one that faith beautifies beyond hope, beyond dreams, beyond the best love that has carried me thus far.

And when that moment comes when heaven is the only expanse of scenery from here

Twill be no matter the bumps, the downhill runs, the heights with hind’s feet lighting on high.

I pray that I will get to see you there Gentle Reader:  it is with you I want to celebrate it all!

For someday our cares, our view will be transformed and it will be as beautiful as promised.

But just assure me this:  will you be there in my view?

With love, Just Julie

 

This one is for you

Dearest Gentle Reader:

In the words of the apostle, Paul, I humbly express my gratitude for your readership, support, prayers, and friendship as we journey together in this thingy called, “life.”  You make a difference in my life and for you I am grateful.  Thank you!  Just Julie

Ephesians 1:15-21New International Version (NIV)

Thanksgiving and Prayer

15 For this reason, ever since I heard about your faith in the Lord Jesus and your love for all God’s people, 16 I have not stopped giving thanks for you, remembering you in my prayers. 17 I keep asking that the God of our Lord Jesus Christ, the glorious Father, may give you the Spirit[a] of wisdom and revelation, so that you may know him better. 18 I pray that the eyes of your heart may be enlightened in order that you may know the hope to which he has called you, the riches of his glorious inheritance in his holy people, 19 and his incomparably great power for us who believe. That power is the same as the mighty strength 20 he exerted when he raised Christ from the dead and seated him at his right hand in the heavenly realms, 21 far above all rule and authority, power and dominion, and every name that is invoked, not only in the present age but also in the one to come.