What will you say?

Ugh.  That's how I feel today.  I love the spring with all it's promise of new life.  The bulbs popping through the newly thawed ground and the bright green leaves poking through the blossoms.  It's magic is is not?  God's magic.  Our creator is an amazing artist.  How can anyone feel "ugh" at a time like this?  Well, spring storms in the midwest combined with a back full of metal and arthritis.  That's how.  My pain level is directly influenced by the barometer, humidity levels, and altitude.  I live where it is flat and humid.  That pretty much puts the barometer in charge.

   I started complaining to God that these bad pain days are such a waste.  Lord, I could do so much for you if you would heal me.  Oh and I will tell everyone, I'll shout it from the rooftops, if you will take away my pain.  I will declare what a wonderful God you are!!

 And God whispers back, "What will you say if I don't?" 


 Well, well, . . . I stumble.  I have been in constant pain for 6 1/2 years.  My doctors say it will probably only get worse.  I will be in pain the rest of my life.  After much thought and many tears, I have found an answer to God's question.  I will tell them that you are mighty and wonderful.  I will shout from the rooftops that you are my God! You have never left me.  You have cried with me.  All those sleepless nights when pain meds and all the world had to offer could not help me . . . I found comfort in you.  You are holy.  You are my comfort. You are my healer.  I know you will heal me . . . physical healing may have to wait until heaven but you have brought me peace that truly passes all understanding.