Pain.

I am a brat. I am a spiritual brat and I am an emotional brat.

For the most part, my life has been close to perfect. For the most part, I’ve been healthy, happy and fulfilled.

Then I hit 60 years old. My body is fighting me. I’m in pain every single day.

I feel the pain of losing the ones I love. I feel the pain of being viewed as old. I feel the pain of arthritis and it’s not fun.

I don’t feel equipped to deal with pain. Regardless of the type of pain, whether it’s spiritual, emotional or physical, I’ve been too big of a brat to accept pain.

I’m having to learn to be patient, to persevere, and to rely on the Lord. He tells me to cast all my fears on Him because He cares for me. I’m going to do it. I’m going to grow up. I’m going to toss my pain on Jesus. (My pain is nothing compared to what He felt for me on the cross.)

Lord, help me with my pain. Help me to stop being such a pain. Amen.

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