How am I doing? I ask others how they are doing all the time, and I pray for them when they give me a request (even if they don’t). But me? I’ve been doing homework constantly for the last few days, and I even thought, “Hey! My sleep schedule has almost reached that of a normal—” And that’s when it happened. I? Normal? I shall never reach that of which the average college student refers to as normalcy. The MS I have prohibits it, and demands that I take care of myself and get more sleep than even I would prefer to get. Yes, I crashed. But not like a normal caffeine crash. More like a, “I don’t know how the heck I’m going to get back to my dorm room across campus because I CAN’T WALK.” Saved by Super Sis, who happens to go to my school and comes to rescue Sister in Distress, I got back to my room. I finished up my homework and emailed it to my prof. And I prayed. I texted some of my friends requesting prayer, as well. I surrendered this stupid disease. The act of surrender doesn’t make it all better, but I am NOT in control. Jesus is. Whatever happens, I will praise him. If I don’t get better and can’t ever walk well, I will praise him, because I will have opportunity to depend on him MORE THAN EVER (even more than now!). If I get better and my walking becomes great, I will praise him, for he has BROUGHT ME THROUGH (he is faithful!).
I am taking a sick day in hopes I will regain strength and rest and that by tomorrow my walking will be better. Even if it’s not, I will finish out this midterm week to the best of my ability (which comes from HIM). Fall break starts this weekend, ya’ll!
25Who of you by worrying can add a single hour to your life? 26 Since you cannot do this very little thing, why do you worry about the rest? 32 “Do not be afraid, little flock, for your Father has been pleased to give you the kingdom! (Luke 12:25-26, 32)
I have chosen not to worry about the future or school (it’s been a process, but I’m not worrying! Though I continually repeat scripture in my head when I do start to worry..I trust!). God will see it through to the end, and his purpose will prevail. I am his daughter and he delights in me. I think I needed to write this post as much as I needed to share it.
Trusting in Him, Anna 🙂