Sunday, March 29, 2009

Let's Face It: A Wise Perspective

I love to study Bible prophecy. Although, I do not understand alot of it, it amazes me and its fulfillment serves as proof of my faith in the one true, living, and active God. I believe that fulfilled prophecies are the biblical trump card to those who might choose not to believe in God's son, Jesus Christ.

This past weekend, my heart was temporarily devastated by a snide remark made by someone close to me. For six years, I have greatly suffered with symptoms produced by Endometriosis. Until recently, did I even know that my illness actually had a name. Along the way, I have missed many celebrations, social gatherings, and even routine trips to places like Wal-Mart, because of my illness. Since my surgery, this past Christmas, I am 90 % better. My symptoms have shifted a bit from debilitating GI symptoms to just good ole pain in my abdomen. I know that many women suffer with horrific abdominal pain, which is one of the classic symptoms of Endo caused by adhesions. Before, my surgery I did not have this - now this new pain comes and goes. As much as I have struggled under the weight of this illness, a remark that greatly trivialized the severity of my suffering stung me down to the core. How could they say that? They have no idea what I have been through? And I have to admit that this little piggy retreated back to her mudhole to wallow for atleast a full 24 hours.

But, then...

A lunch with my mother and a good ole fashion talk about Bible prophecy brought me back to the important things in life. My mom raised me to think about eternity. I am so grateful for her comittment to study and teach us scripture. She reminded me that I can choose to dwell on the little things in life or I can set my mind on eternity. Sometimes, re-focusing our "imaginations" can prove to be quite difficult. I find this task to be one of the hardest things that I do - and it is certainly ongoing in my life. Situations will continually threaten to steal my joy and derail my thinking, but I do get the choice to forgive, forget, and move on. As hard as that might be, I need to give grace just like I am given grace by the Father. And most importantly, I must remember that one day, Christ will return for his bride, the church. I want to be able to say that mentally, physically, and emotionally my life was comitted to His work. I know that having an eternal perspective is the wisest choice for me, even when my flesh wants to bathe in bitterness. So, remembering my promise I found this word to be refreshing tonight:

"When my spirit was overwhelmed within me, then you knew my path. In the way in which I walk they have secretly set a snare for me. Look on my right hand and see, for there is no one who acknowledges me; refuge has failed me; no one cares for my soul. I cried out to You, O Lord; I said, "You are my refuge, my portion in the land of the living. Attend to my cry, for I am brought very low; deliver me from my persecutors, for they are stronger than I. Bring my soul out of prison, that I may praise Your name; the righteous shall surround me, for you shall deal bountifully with me." Psalm 142: 3-7