Reading Other People’s Mail

The longer I have this battle raging within my body. The longer this indescribable pain continues. The easier it is for me to recognize other people’s pain and misery. It’s an ability I wish I could have apart from such a painful experience. Yet, there seems to be no better teacher than experience.

Everyday, I eventually hit this invisible wall. That point where my body reminds me it’s still broken. My pain speaks loudly letting me know where I really stand. My humanity screams out for attention. Humility runs through my veins as I’m often left to feel powerless. However, I now possess this super power.

I know what its like to feel totally defeated. I know what it’s like to wish you could end your misery. I know what its like to hurt so much that everything within you is constantly nauseous to the core. I know what its like to feel no one understands what you’re going through. I know what its like so that God can use me to help others who are struggling in similar ways. 

“He comforts us in all our troubles so that we can comfort others. When they are troubled, we will be able to give them the same comfort God has given us.” (2 Corinthians 1:4)

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