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I’m stuck to my chair!

Again it seems that my greatest clarity of thought arrives after 3:00 a.m.!  Such a strange phenomenon.  I am always amazed at all of us web crawlers on Facebook at this tender hour.  So I’m not alone after all.  So it’s o.k. then, right?

Sometimes I’m not so sure I’m doing this thing right:  trying to recover from a serious illness that is.  The findings, colorful cords, and beading wonders of Trinity Jewelry by Design sit right behind me, untouched for almost 2 months.  The creative juices appear to be flowing more through the keyboard than the macramé knotting board these days.  Who can think in color when just three  hours earlier I was nearly wretching from the noxious seizing of my once functional central nervous system?  Tics of organic origin.  Non-epileptic seizures.  Whatever.  I miss the once creative and functional Julie!

My beloved Steve is so gracious with me at these low times.  All I could do tonight was yelp and squeak a bit as he sat within earshot in our nightly arrangement of sorts.  I muttered a “help” and he came near, warming my frigid hands and feet with his comforting frame.  The episode continued, alas, for another hour or more.  Frankly, I lost track of time.  All I know is that I did not make dinner this evening; I’ve got another shot at making his lunch for work tomorrow after we part ways tonight Gentle Reader.  Looks like I’ll be able to pull some good eats together this evening after all.

In the song by Casting Crowns, Mark Hall sings of praising the Lord in the heartache of life’s storms.  Perhaps you remember this moving Lifesong ballad from 2006?

Praise you in the Storm

Yes, and perhaps you remember me posting it in a previous blog last year as well.  No big deal.  No matter how many times it takes, no matter how many tears may fall, and no matter how many blog posts you may endure the message will still be the same:  my face is towards my Immanuel through the storm to the rainbow waiting for me at it’s end.  Period.  There is nothing else for me to do.  My Lord has seen fit to keep me here with lightening bolts running through my mind each day.  Seizures can kill people.  I am still here.  For me the seizure attacks are a bit of a right of passage.  The more I have, the more my angst turns into breaths of anticipation.  What will come with the next breath?  No worries about tomorrow.  The moment here and now!  If my mind wanders to anything stressful, the symptoms worsen.  So I am learning to live in the length of one breath at a time.  One s-i-n-g-l-e b-r-e-a-t-h at a time.rainbow and storm clouds

No wonder it is difficult to leave my chair most evenings!  I am weak and tooling around on the computer is certainly a step up from lying there, writhing in bed.  Nausea and sweats can increase if I do too much unless there is some sort of a clearing phenomenon first.  When that happens I do as much as I possibly can before the freedom ends.  Sometimes I’m  not quite finished with a task when sickness returns; it’s always a bit tricky when that happens.  And that’s when the Lord adds His incredible increase, endurance, grace.  I cling to the God-breathed promises of His Holy Word and He delivers me without fail.  This is where my spiritual gift of faith comes from:  witnessing His faithfulness in my times of need.  Faith brings hope as well.

He is worthy of your cries my friend.  No matter how big or how small, the God of infinite mercy and love is ready, willing, and able to receive the desires of your heart.  If you don’t believe me then your definition of God is not big enough.  ‘Nuff said.

I guess it’s time to get up now.   Will it be leftover barbeque meatloaf or smoked turkey sandwiches for lunch tomorrow?  Gee, maybe I can even melt some cheese on the bread for a tasty treat.  I love spoiling my Stevers.  He is so good to me.  :J