When The Pain Is Blinding

My health is presently not good at all. You name it and it hurts on my body. I’m trying my best to weather this storm and see beyond this misery. I know this isn’t my first rodeo with pain. Still it makes everything harder when I’m consumed with such misery. Nights have been the worst. I’m just waiting to fall asleep and escape this pain.

My dad has been in way more pain than me all week. His battle appears to be moving from bad to worse. He has so many health issues attacking him all at once. The pain in his head has literally been blinding. Tomorrow he will get a surgical biopsy just hoping for answers. However, it seems that nothing is very simple to fix or discover these days.

Now, I do know what it’s like to be in blinding pain for days. However, I don’t know what it’s like to truly be fighting for my life. Through my dad’s eyes many earthly things aren’t near as important right now. Even this presidential election is meaningless to someone just trying to make it through another day. I really wish I could do more to help my dad and mom. All I can do is pray for them and trust the God who I know is watching over them.

Wherever life finds you at this moment. Know that God will help you make it through. God promises to walk with you and watch over you. Through every storm and valley God is with you. There is never a second a child of God has to be afraid. We just sometimes realize more than others that without Jesus we’re all doomed.

“When you go through deep waters, I will be with you. When you go through rivers of difficulty, you will not drown. When you walk through the fire of oppression, you will not be burned up; the flames will not consume you.” Isaiah 43:2

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