I had an eye-opening experience tonight. We were in a church presenting our work, and my husband preached the evening service. Before the service began, I was asked by the Pastor's wife to come in for the ladies prayer meeting. I really enjoy being asked to participate in this special time of prayer for the church and the members. I get to see these ladies in a whole different light. The same goes for them seeing me a little differently.
While I was there, I got to hear the most precious testimony of a dear lady who is suffering from Multiple Sclerosis (MS). She has been suffering with this disease for about 10 years. She had taken many of the treatments with no help. Just recently, this lady has been dealing with some difficulty in her face and mouth. Her speech and eating abilities are being affected. After a visit to the doctor, she found out that this was just part of the disease. She had heard there are some new medicines that are still experimental and was asked to participate in the study. While listening to the doctor and hearing about all the possible side effects to this new medicine and being told that there is really nothing more that the doctors can do to prevent the disease from becoming widespread, she knew she could not go on with any more medications.
I had tears in my eyes, while I listened to how she told the doctor that God had allowed this to happen to her and that she was not going to try any more experimental shots. She had also told them, as for the other shots, that were not helping, she was not going to continue them. She went on and told how over the years, many had told her that God allowed this to happen because she was not in His will. For a while she began to believe this, until one day during her devotions she realized that she was in His will. God allowed this debilitating disease to enter her body for some reason and that reason was going to bring Him glory. She went to tell how Paul suffered with his "thorn," and if he could do it and serve God, so could she.
After hearing this, part of me wants to be sad and to cry for her, since she is one of the many who has no results with the medications. Then part of me wants shout for joy and to cry for a wonderful testimony and attitude that she has, towards living with this disease and still wanting to serve God.
No matter what you and I face, it can always get worse. The thing that matters is, how are we going to handle it? Are we going to keep a good testimony and attitude? Or are we going to let our nature take hold and become bitter?