The return of the patient

I apologise for this post, because I know noone wants to read about other peoples' sicknesses...

But I'm sick, again. The 'thing' I've had since about February has returned, this cold/ flu/ virus thingy that my body just can't seem to get rid of.

It's not cool because I think I frustrate others when I keep having to change plans and meetings and cancel things. I don't like being like this.

But at the same time, I think there is a lesson for me to learn here, or rather, a lesson that I am about to be taught. I was praying about this last night, and I think it may be a new stage of my life God is taking me into. That's a bit cryptic, but I'm still figuring it all out.

Last year I worked really hard, and although my head and heart were steaming ahead, my body couldn't keep up, and perhaps has not recovered since.

This year I will have to let some things go, but I think it is part of something new God is leading me to.

So, then, why haven't I been healed yet, even though I have prayed just about every day for it? Perhaps you too are wondering why.

I'm not complaining; I know God is good whether I get well or not. I know he loves me, and he knows and cares about my situation.

I know God heals today; He has healed me of many things including asthma and irritable bowel syndrome. I have seen Him heal others of all sorts of diseases.

I also know that sometimes people don't get well right away. Sometimes people die of sicknesses. People don't always get healed; this is part of living in a fallen world. We can only look to a future time when sickness, sadness and suffering will be gone forever.

In this time, I'm just trusting God, and continuing to believe for my healing. I continue to thank God every day for his goodness to me.

I'm going to the doctor again on Friday to finalise my referral to a specialist; I'll let you know how it goes.