|Happy Birthday, Jesus!|
As much as I know about my illness, there are times I get so frustrated with myself -- I still have moments I have to let putting out energy remind me that life in the Chronic Fatigue Immune Defiency Syndrome realm is never going to be normal, unless a miracle occurs. I wish someone would tell me why I still feel guilty about something I can't help. I don't carry that guilt around every moment, but it hits sometimes.
There are things I could probably do if I could afford to have people to do some of the things I have to do at home. However, I have to make a choice; and the basic things of life need to be done. My husband is getting older too. When I can cook supper, wash clothes, or clean the areas in the house that need to be cleaned, I am helping him. That is the way I can support his ministry in our church, which still makes it our ministry because I am his helpmate. I want to sing in the choir, go to every service, play piano, sing solos and do all the things I used to do. Sometimes, I am so sad I cannot do this, but someday I will be praising my God in Heaven with more energy than I ever had. I will be able to dance on my toes for Him and leap in the air, and sing too. So I praise God with all my heart that He just put this picture in my mind to share.
For all you out there that have any chronic illness: Merry Christmas! We do not need to fear or grieve, but praise God that in the name of Jesus, we will one day be whole.
P.S. I won't be writing as much during the Christmas Season, but I always try to remember to post it. I will also check into a place for you to subscribe.