Being sick is never fun, but it does slow me down and when I have to stop and rest because my body is screaming to go to bed, it can be a good thing. There is something about being sick that creates a helpless dependency that I don’t feel any other way. It reminds me of my need to rest and allow the Lord to take care of me. It breathes fresh awareness into the meaning of a loving heavenly Father who takes care of me in both the good and bad times. I am reminded that it is sometimes good for me to be afflicted.
It usually requires a trip to the store and today is no exception. Chicken soup, sprite, soft tissues, chapstick, and throat lozenges. Somehow, I never manage to keep these things in stock. Having them makes me feel as if I’m being taken care of in a tangible way that brings me comfort. I don’t know if that’s a normal thing that other people experience? I always get Kaleigh popsicles when she is sick, they seem to be a comfort or at least a distraction…maybe I’ll try that for myself. But what I really want is to curl up under a big fluffy blanket in a cold room and listen to healing scriptures that have been put to music. I find them on YouTube and they bring me great comfort. You can check out my favorite one here.
I was awake most of the night, mostly because I can’t breathe and it feels smothering to try to go to bed. One of the things I’ve been working on is having fun so since I’ve been sick, I downloaded a snoopy game on my phone. Snoopy throws balls up in the air to match bubbles and free Woodstock. When you finish the level, Snoopy is holding Woodstock and party confetti explodes the screen. Growing up I had a little plastic Woodstock wind up toy that I got from my great-grandfather and I LOVED that toy. It was the only thing I had from him so it became priceless to me after I didn’t get to see him anymore. Woodstock always makes me smile!
Sorry, my thoughts are all over the place! Lack of sleep and medication combo always makes me ramble. I spent a lot of time last night thinking about how much pain gossip has unnecessarily caused me. Things I wish I could unknow. I hate gossip! But that’s a topic for another post. Mostly, It just makes me feel drawn to the Lord. I need Him desperately. It’s hard to put into words what it’s like to close my eyes and go to the secret place where I can curl up on the Lord’s lap and soak in Him. I like those special times when I can shut the world out and just lay my head against His chest and feel His love engulf me. I get to do that more when sickness has cleared my schedule and put me to bed. My therapist taught Cassie how to enter into worship to get in His presence and climb up on His lap and talk with Him. It really helped her and now it helps me. If only I would do it daily, how amazing my life would be!
The LORD will sustain him upon his sickbed; In his illness, You restore him to health. Psalm 41:3
Don’t wait for sickness to slow you down. I encourage you to take the time today to get into the secret place and spend some quality time on your heavenly Father’s lap. Even just five minutes will change your whole day!