Surviving life when it’s going down the toilet
Back in 1980 something I witnessed a truck roll like a log down a hill and land on its side. The driver stood in one window while his head stuck out of the other. He assured everyone he wasn’t hurt and we might have believed him were it not for the jagged edges of his tibia and fibula poking through the skin of his lower leg. Apparently the human mind goes numb to pain when circumstances are overwhelming. I think I can relate; three of my family’s human minds went numb as we tried to absorb the doctor’s every unwelcome word. Don’t ever ask what else can happen, it can always get worse. But, I’m surviving life when it’s going down the toilet.Cancer not only invades the body, it invades the family too #cancer Click To Tweet
I’m okay, really. Well, I was until I heard the incessant:
Make it stop! Please…
I totally lost it somewhere around the seventh beach towel. Maybe I should have listened to the voice in my head that said, “Hmm, that didn’t seem quite right, maybe you should turn off the valve.” Nope, instead I tucked my optimism under my arm and hurried out the door. At least I had sense enough to position a pan underneath to catch water, “just in case.” Not that it made any difference; not that any of the safeguards in my life made any difference. Oh well, only one safeguard really matters, let peace guard your heart and mind.
Philippians 4:7, “And the peace of God, which surpasses all understanding, will guard your hearts and minds in Christ Jesus.” ESV
ENOUGH IS ENOUGH
When I heard the incessant drip, discovered the puddle in the floor and felt the squish of the carpet in the next room, I couldn’t take it anymore. While positioning the pan was a good idea, maneuvering it out when it’s full to the brim was entirely another matter. Moral of the story: I am not superwoman. Despite my intricate knowledge of female plumbing, I have no business trying to fix the toilet on my own, regardless of the “easy to install” labeling on the package.
Proverbs 18:14, “A human spirit can endure in sickness, but a crushed spirit, who can bear?” NIV
LIFE GOES ON
A white-haired gentleman at my church recently hugged me and said, “I am so sorry for what you are going through.” Of course he was talking about something else, because it seems there’s always something else these days. Then he said,
Remember, life goes on.”
Excuse me, is that the good news or the bad news?
So yeah, my life is going on, and on and on and on. Someone recently called me experienced in perseverance. Yep, in fact, I’m an expert. I’ll just add that to my resume’ – PERSEVERANCE EXPERT. After all, it’s a hard-earned title.
Romans 5:3-4, “And not only that, but we also rejoice in our afflictions, because we know that affliction produces endurance, endurance produces proven character, and proven character produces hope.” HCSB
THERE IS HOPE
Always, always there is hope. Despite disability, divorce, disappointments, diagnosis and drips…. there is hope. Months ago, I made a proclamation to God, the devil and anyone else who may have bugged my house. “I will use whatever you throw at me for ministry.” I promise you I will. No matter what, I will open my mouth, pick up my laptop and redeem “all things.” But seriously, I’m about to run out of patience and containers.
2 Corinthians 12::10, “I just let Christ take over! And so the weaker I get, the stronger I become.” MSG
Hey, read that verse again, it’s rich. My hope is not in myself or my own strength. Surviving life when it’s going down the toilet requires total dependence on Christ. They say, what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger. So maybe I am superwoman after all, but it’s not all it’s cracked up to be. I am weak, He is strong.