Still Broken, But Encouraged

My pain had been very bearable and my soul at peace for close to 36 hours. So, I was excited to get out the house and ride with my parents to Cracker Barrel. I had not one sign that would indicate my body was about to crash. However, I was very uncomfortable trying to sit in a straight sitting chair at the restaurant. Then, boom my nervous system completely wrecked within and I new deep inside the tears would soon follow.
I walked away from the table because I really didn’t want my parents or kids to see me break down again. I went outside and walked throughout the parking lot to stretch my body. As tears rolled down my face I realized I had actually made some progress. I have truly learned how to praise God in the storm. I held both hands high in the air and said, “God I know you have a purpose for all my suffering. Please bless and encourage many more lives through my pain.”
Honestly, I meant every word I prayed. I feel God with me and I know God is doing a great work through me. If I didn’t feel this way I might not ever get out of bed. But, it’s such a blessing to be used by God. It might not always be comfortable, but if it leads to God’s will it’s worth every bit of anguish. So, while my spirit reveals often my brokenness, God has brought a steady peace to my heart that I’m right where He wants me to be for now. I’m simply broken and spilled out for Jesus.
“Blessed is the man who remains steadfast under trial, for when he has stood the test he will receive the crown of life, which God has promised to those who love him.”
James 1:12