Tuesday, March 29, 2011

He sympathizes with me, and this makes me strong.

I finally got in to see the Pain Management Specialist today. I was suppose to see one Doctor, but ended up seeing another. I'm still not sure how this happened, but as it turns out, I was in the right place.
Dr. Stark (or Dr. B, as his personal business cards are styled), is a man who loves Jesus & helping people. He also has his own line of vitamins of supplements, so he was on board with me continuing that area of my treatment. I've encountered a few doctors who look down on homeopathic treatments of any kind. I am not about to give up on that ascpect and just pop pills, especially after watching Food Matters. A fantastic documentary about the healing power of our own bodies coupled with the right nutrition. If you have Netflix watch instantly, you can watch it there. Dr. Stark listened to me, gave me a prescription for my Fibroylgia (a trial to see if it helped anything), referred me to a urologist for an exam to see if I have interstitial cystitis and finally recommended that I have an MRI done on my brain because he suspects I have  Multiple Sclerosis.
   I know that I wasn't signed in on the wrong sheet, I know that we made an appointment with a completely different person (who is named Dr. Braunstein, so no mixing up names). I know in my heart of hearts that I was put in the right office today to see the Doctor that I needed to see because Dr. Stark is accountable to a higher authority. God played receptionist today & put me in where I needed to be. I am so glad that I'm not in charge of all of this, something small like a Doctor Mix Up would have made me angry. Instead I am glad.
 My neighbor came up and asked me if I was "scared" with the possible diagnosis. I can honestly say that I am not. In any capacity. I'm sure if this is the case I am going to feel sore, tired, and perhaps a little overwhelmed sometimes, but I am not scared. Again I can chalk that up to gratitude. Gratitude to the God who made me and knows everything about me. I know that MS is manageable, gets better while you're pregnant (interesting, right?) and something quite a few people live with.

I feel like we're finally getting somewhere and receiving answers. I am beyond glad for that.

I have been reading Morning and Evening since January as my devotional. This morning's reading was somehow spot on.

Though He were a Son, yet learned He obedience by the things which He suffered."—Hebrews 5:8.
We are told that the Captain of our salvation was made perfect through suffering, therefore we who are sinful, and who are far from being perfect, must not wonder if we are called to pass through suffering too. Shall the head be crowned with thorns, and shall the other members of the body be rocked upon the dainty lap of ease? Must Christ pass through seas of His own blood to win the crown, and are we to walk to heaven dryshod in silver slippers? No, our Master's experience teaches us that suffering is necessary, and the true-born child of God must not, would not, escape it if he might. But there is one very comforting thought in the fact of Christ's "being made perfect through suffering"—it is, that He can have complete sympathy with us. "He is not an high priest that cannot be touched with the feeling of our infirmities." In this sympathy of Christ we find a sustaining power. One of the early martyrs said, "I can bear it all, for Jesus suffered, and He suffers in me now; He sympathizes with me, and this makes me strong." Believer, lay hold of this thought in all times of agony. Let the thought of Jesus strengthen you as you follow in His steps. Find a sweet support in His sympathy; and remember that, to suffer is an honourable thing—to suffer for Christ is glory. The apostles rejoiced that they were counted worthy to do this. Just so far as the Lord shall give us grace to suffer for Christ, to suffer with Christ, just so far does He honour us. The jewels of a Christian are his afflictions. The regalia of the kings whom God hath anointed are their troubles, their sorrows, and their griefs. Let us not, therefore, shun being honoured. Let us not turn aside from being exalted. Griefs exalt us, and troubles lift us up. "If we suffer, we shall also reign with Him."
I will lay hold of these thoughts in this time. A difficult time physically, emotionally and mentally. I (and my family) are only being prepared for better things to come.


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