A Positively Perplexing Perspective 

A desert is a great metaphor for the dry seasons of life. It seems as though there is no water in sight, and yet you must carry on. As the camel, so must we survive from well to well.
But it’s in those dry seasons we often question things. Why don’t I feel God like before? Why am I in a dry and weary place in life? But if you really think about it, if you have the water all the time, you become satisfied. Complacent. Happy with where you are. It’s when you get that fresh water, and go back to the desert, that you crave for it. The thirst grows stronger with each step. 

And yet, we often miss the opportunities that the desert has to offer. Opportunities to grow us into better people. 

I used to have a bad habit of listening to someone, and learning from them. But once they said something I didn’t agree with, I disregarded everything I had learned. That was so wrong. I have been learning lately that you can learn from literally anyone. From the best of us to the worst of us, we can learn from all.

From those who are an inspiration to us, we can learn how to be better. They can be an example of what it looks like to live life the right way. Even those who we don’t think we can learn from, because we don’t agree with them, or they’re just people who make loads of reckless decisions, they still teach us. They show us examples of what wrong decisions can lead to, and be a warning to stick to the straight and narrow. 

I say all that to make a point. A point that no matter who you meet in life, you can learn from them. Whether you agree with them or completely oppose them, there is a lesson to be learned from each of us. 

Perspective plays a huge part in how we learn and what we learn. 

Typically there seems to be two types of people. Those that see the glass half empty, and those that see the glass half full. Honestly, I tend to see things both ways. It just depends on the day, really. 

Mary and Martha are two examples of perspectives of Jesus’ time. Mary just sat at Jesus’ feet all the time, while all Martha did was work. I wonder if there’s suppose to be a balance between the two. Drawing near to God, while being His hands and feet as well. We can’t help people if our heads are always in the clouds, but we can’t work to our full potential without the Spirit either. 

Maybe God allows the dry seasons of life as a test. Will we still believe even when we can’t feel Him as before? Will we hold fast, or will we forsake Him? We can’t see the wind, but we can feel it. And we can see its affects on our environment. If the wind doesn’t blow for a while do we stop believing it exists? Surely not. We know it will return. Not that God ever leaves us, but circumstances at times can cause a distancing from God. 

It’s about consistency. Serving Him in the times we feel close, and in the times will feel far away. We can’t go by our emotions, we have to go by what His word says and what we know to be true. Not on what we feel but what we know. Let’s keep it in the right perspective, shall we?

My Biggest Secret

What I am about to write may be the hardest thing I have ever done. It is something that has always been with me, and yet it remains hidden to most people. It remains my biggest secret, and yet I don’t really know why. To some it may be no big deal, but for me it’s the biggest deal of my life. 

Here’s the deal. Living in fear is not how I want to do life. So if something causes fear, you have to face it. And in order to face it, sometimes you have to bring it out into the open. I am truly afraid and yet truly excited that after this post, I may be free from my prison. My prison of fear.

Cystic Fibrosis. I was diagnosed when I was 2 years old. Ever since then, it’s been treatments, Dr visits, a chronic cough, and many medications. Other than that, I’ve lived a pretty normal life. 

Cystic Fibrosis is a disease that causes over production of mucus in the body. 

In the lungs it causes difficulty breathing, requiring chest physiotherapy and nebulizers to help cough it up. Due to the thick mucus, lung infections are common.

In the pancreas, it causes problems digesting food, because the enzymes needed for digestion are thrown off balance. Therefore, pancreatic enzymes in pill form are required with every meal. 

Even with the added enzymes, it is still difficult to absorb nutrients, so gaining weight can be rather diffiuclt. But that in a way is a plus, you can eat whatever you want and not gain anything.

Cystic Fibrosis is a disease that affects each individual differently. Some have a very mild case, others extreme, and many in between. 

Growing up, I was a pretty normal child. I did what I was suppose to do, treatment wise, and stayed in pretty good shape. As an adult however, it has gotten a bit worse. Since turning 18, I have been hospitalized around 4 times or so. Hospitalization involves many treatments, IV antibiotics, tests, and anything to clear the lungs.

This is simply my side of the story of CF. I have only touched on the what it entails. If you wish to know more, there are a lot of great articles, updates, and blogs out there that can explain it much better than I. 

To conclude, I want to discuss shortly on what it’s like to be a Christian with a disease. 

It’s funny, I read in the Bible about all sorts of healing, and yet I myself have not been physically healed in this life yet. But that doesn’t change things. God doesn’t love me any less. I don’t know why some people are healed and others aren’t. There are some mysteries that we will never know. And some questions that will never be answered. But He is Sovereign. And He will never leave us or forsake us.