What does it all mean?

The last month has been eventful. I did something weird--bad--to my hamstring. I don't know what. I might have pulled it or something. It still hurts. I started to back off. Then, I had an opthalmic migraine. I didn't know what it was, but I found out at the eye doctor's the next day. Why? Who knows. I haven't had one since, which is good.

I did pick up a nasty cold from my daughter. It went to my chest, which is unusual for me. Then, it went to my ear. Ouch! I went to the doctor and got an antibiotic. (It's actually a sinus infection, not an ear infection.)

The day before, I went to yet another appointment, this time to set up surgery. I am having the cyst removed on April 22, two weeks from today. I already had the weekend off, so that worked out well.

So, what is going on? Really, I don't know. It seems a bit over the top, like some cosmic joke. And that is how I was approaching it, feeling quite "picked on." I was also anesthesizing my pain with crazy eating patterns. Stupid behavior. Pity parties and hissy fits complete with cake.

Yet the Lord was gently prodding me. The message was there all along; I just kept missing it. I finally caught the a-ha moment on Karen Ehman's website. (Thanks, Karen!) Suffering is a part of life. We live in a fallen world. Who am I to think I deserve a pain-free life? God uses difficulty in our lives to teach us so many things. We can also learn to have peace in the midst of our struggles. The presence of God in the midst of our lives is more important than the comfort of our bodies. I am not there totally, but I am drawing closer. That is where I want to be.