Unavoidable flares

When I was diagnosed with fibro, I had to learn very quickly how to look after myself and to listen to my body.  I have learnt what I can handle and how to avoid flares. However being a wife, a mom and a working women, often it is impossible to stop when you need to. And now is one of those times.

I know I am heading for a flare up and there is nothing I can do about it. Easter was busy and I had family staying with me, I am stressed at work, finding it difficult to get over the flu, my husband has an exam on friday and is stressed about it, my son has a school concert on and so for the next 2 days I will be fetching and carrying all afternoon/evening all while trying to manage a full time job and cook and clean house. And it all has to get done. A flare is the last thing I need, I have to keep going, I simply don’t have a choice. So the little me time I get, I will be soaking in the bath and maybe double dosing on sleep meds to make sure I get some sleep.

Respect to all of you who find yourselves in the same boat. I pray we all get through the week.

God gives me strength

I apologise for being so quiet. Life has been really hectic. I must say my pain has been less but fatigue has overwhelmed me. It has taken all the strength I have just to get through the day. And on top of that I have been sick with the flu and am still struggling to get over it. The days where I have felt a littke better have filled with good times with friends and my family. So blogging has been low on my priority list.

One issue I have been thinking through lately is why would a loving God allow us to suffer.  The conclusion I have come to is why not! The times I am well, I do it in my own strength and I dont trust in God. But when I no longer can do it in my own strength,  then I have to trust in God. It is the dark times, when I am closest to Him. When I am weak then he is strong.

Many times I have heard that Christians should never be depresssed. But that just condemns people like me. I dont think being a christian cures depression. But Jesus is right there with us, walking beside us through the depression. God has chosen not to heal me of fibromyalgia and I know he has good reason. But I am accepted, loved and forgiven even in my pain and depression.  Jesus understands me more than anyone else ever could and I find comfort in Him who gives me strength.

God gives me strenght

I apologise for being so quiet. Life has been really hectic. I must say my pain has been less but fatigue has overwhelmed me. It has taken all the strength I have just to get through the day. And on top of that I have been sick with the flu and am still struggling to get over it. The days where I have felt a littke better have filled with good times with friends and my family. So blogging has been low on my priority list.

One issue I have been thinking through lately is why would a loving God allow us to suffer.  The conclusion I have come to is why not! The times I am well, I do it in my own strength and I dont trust in God. But when I no longer can do it in my own strength,  then I have to trust in God. It is the dark times, when I am closest to Him. When I am weak then he is strong.

Many times I have heard that Christians should never be depresssed. But that just condemns people like me. I dont think being a christian cures depression. But Jesus is right there with us, walking beside us through the depression. God has chosen not to heal me of fibromyalgia and I know he has good reason. But I am accepted, loved and forgiven even in my pain and depression.  Jesus understands me more than anyone else ever could and I find comfort in Him who gives me strength.