No Sleep, Still Shade

Caught In A Storm

It’s 1:45am and there is no other medicine I can take at this time. I’ve covered my itching hands and feet several times with Hydrocortisone cream but it’s obvious the root of the itching is just too deep to reach. Overall my pain has settled, but my constant misery continues. Even with several meds in me that would make anyone sleepy my body is showing no sign of being released to sleep.

It’s in these moments that I would give anything just to be pain free. I’m convinced that’s what gets so many hooked on prescription drugs. We all just want a break from the pain. I would love to be in a hospital hooked up to an IV drip, but that would be far from a long term fix.

So, I continue to itch, ache and pray. I actually pulled back out my prayer shawl. I’ll be the first to admit that my earnest prayers typically come when I feel the situation is desperate. I’m convinced that God wants to use these times to remind us how desperately we need Him. Seems these are the moments we realign with God as we learn to fully keep our little hand in His big hands.

“I lift up my eyes to the mountains —where does my help come from? My help comes from the Lord, the Maker of heaven and earth. He will not let your foot slip—he who watches over you will not slumber; indeed, he who watches over Israel will neither slumber nor sleep. The Lord watches over you—the Lord is your shade at your right hand; the sun will not harm you by day, nor the moon by night. The Lord will keep you from all harm— he will watch over your life; the Lord will watch over your coming and going both now and forevermore.”
Psalm 121

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