"Therefore I, a prisoner for serving the Lord, beg you to lead a life worthy of your calling, for you have been called by God. Always be humble and gentle. Be patient with each other, making allowance for each other’s faults because of your love."
-Ephesians 4:1-2
In ways...is it melodramatic to say I feel like a prisoner in my own body?
I can't control my pain levels, how sick I am...but I do have the choice of how I react to things...forcing myself to work out, making myself eat healthier foods...and ultimately make myself see things as they are.
The pain, the sickness can make a darkness that hides life...that makes it hard to understand to see truth as truth.
It's a choice to love.
It is a choice to continue to fight against this darkness and refuse to give in.
To refuse to stop believing.
To refuse to let the pain control me.
I can and will choose hope.
And choose to live.
I just need strength, mercy and grace to carry me.
I need to learn love again and again...so I can show grace every time I fall down and every time I hurt.
Not just relearning the failures or bad...but choosing to live again and again and again.
Truth, honest and painful truth.
But truth all the same.
Tuesday, March 1, 2011
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