As I've faced severe adrenal and thyroid fatigue with severe anemia these last few years, it's been a bit like that labor experience. My body has not been what it was, it's been simply incapable of what I "normally" do. In some ways it's been like going through puberty all over again with my body changing and not feeling at all the same, only this time it was losing abilities, not gaining them. In both situations, I had to cry out to God to deliver and heal me. He did it in His time, but He did it. I've improved so much that now I have many consistently good energy days and I recover much quicker, this happened in about half the time it "should" have. Only this time, it wasn't an hour, it was a few years, but like the delivery, I had no idea there was something wrong until I was in the "thick" of it.
In my pride and arrogance, I had retaliated against God for all I saw had been done to me. The passing of my mother was the last straw....I made it the last straw. In the highest of arrogance, stubbornness, and self-will I behaved as if God had taken her from me, rather than remembering God had leant her to me and she had returned from whence she came and to whom she chose to be with. This was a far harder pit to dig out of, for with the trauma of the birth I had leaned into God, not away. This time, I had leaned away, it was much harder to come back from. I believe the fatigue would not have been as severe had I leaned into God instead of away. Who knows? Only God.
- What could have been better in my life?
- How could it have blessed my children if I had held fast to God?
- How much more healing could I have experienced and what mysteries could God have unfolded to me?
Why do these questions matter, how can they be productive? Because they help me, and hopefully you, to remember that blaming only makes it harder and I never want to go there again and miss all the blessings open to me as I lean in, not Away.