|Posted on November 22, 2015 at 3:35 PM|
I have been battling this ridiculous cold / allergy issue again and it's driving me crazy. It comes and goes, and then when I think I'm finally over it, it shows up all over again and leaves me exhausted. For the last month I have had so much sinus pressure, on and off sore throat, etc. (Etc.= I'll spare you some nice details). My tension headaches have been gone for quite some time but have come back a bit this week from this. And then last night it was so bad I barely slept. Laying down on a soft pillow feels like thick concrete. My head just hurt, and my neck was stiff.
Through the late hours of the silent, dark night, I tossed and turned and then began praying. At around 3:45am I ended up getting up and lathering my head in peppermint oil and tiger balm, which is like icy hot cream. I laid down and felt like my head was on ice and was happy about it. I still didn't sleep too well, but it helped and I was able to rest with more peace.
The morning came quickly and I actually woke with joy and not feeling too groggy. We all got up and got ready for church and I felt excited to get there. After checking our littles into their classes, we grabbed a seat and began to worship. Soon the singing made my neck and head throb and at one point I considered just going back to the car to rest while my family attended. But as the worship ended, our pastor welcomed up a beautiful woman from Saudi Arabia with a moving testimony about her conversion from Islam to Christianity. I didn't want to miss her story, and sitting down leaning on my husbands shoulder, helped a bit. There is something about a person's testimony that can re-sharpen your own faith and fill you with excitement that we both serve the same incredible God.
When the service came to an end, we stood to worship again and I felt ready to praise Jesus! The throbbing came back rather quickly though and it triggered my anxiety. Something about my head and neck hurting like that makes me feel like my body is falling apart. I kept standing, and closed my eyes to silently worship and pray. And then I felt Him. My hand raised into the air and I began to sing, and I prayed, "God you are my strength, and I will use every bit of strength I have to praise you because you are a good God and you are praise worthy! I won't run away from discomfort, I am staying to praise you." He is a good good Father. My pain is still here but He is changing my heart and giving me strength and that I am thankful for. I want to face my aches with prayer, enter into his house consistanly to praise Him, not turn to fear but embrace His hope and His strenght that is within me.
Our pastor taught on Psalm 100 today and it's one I will work to memorize now...
"Shout joyfully to the Lord, all the earth.
Serve the Lord with gladness;
Come before Him with joyful singing.
Know that the Lord Himself is God;
It is He who has made us, and not we ourselves;
We are His people and the sheep of His pasture.
Enter His gates with thanksgiving and His courts with praise.
Give thanks to Him, bless His name.
For the Lord is good;
His lovingkindness is everlasting
And His faithfulness to all generations."