In some
ways, I wish I could go back. As frustrating and confusing the unknown of
whether or not I was actually sick was, there was a slight bliss inherent to
it. Now, I know and feel when my dura is twisted, there is tightness through
the bones of my skull and when the motility of my internal organs is limited.
Yes, in many ways being unaware was less taxing When I didn’t feel well, I took
an Advil not realizing the damage being done to my gut flora and liver. I was
trusting “it worked” as the pain subsided. Yet, the work it did was mask my
symptoms.
Pain is a
good thing. No, I’m not a masochist. It is a good thing in that pain alerts us
to a problem, something being wrong. It shows us dysfunction. Now, I believe in
miracles and that Jesus who is the Divine Physician heals today as He did many
years ago – body and soul. I believe in miracles where He bestows the gift of
healing and the miracles where He bestows the gift of faith. But we must ask in
order to receive and in order for us to ask we must know our own need. “The
well have no need for a physician.” In order to know we need a physician, we
must recognize our pain and our illness.
As I was
leaving the office the assistant said “it was such a pleasant visit; it was a
shame you got bad news at the end.” Instinctively I responded, “I’ve come to
learn a difficult diagnosis is better than no diagnosis and sometimes it is the
greatest gift. For when we become painfully aware we can begin to act according
to the goal of health in light of reality.” Though it might not feel like it
initially, it is a gift to see what was once in darkness come to light.
What
happens when we are spiritually ill? Do you know the symptoms to look for? Do
you know what it feels like?
Who
amongst you is sick and tired of being sick and tired? Let us boldly and
courageously see our painful awareness of the areas we have for growth, as the
gifts they are. God beckons, “Come all you are weary and burdened and I will
give you rest.” Let us rest, knowing the painful awareness of the Cross leads
to the triumphant joy of the resurrection.
Verso
l’alto,
KGRC
Get your
gaze off tomorrow
And let
come what may
As deep
cries out to deep
Is it
just the sun breaking through the clouds? No I know it’s more. Heaven’s
breaking through
Give God
a chance to surprise you
“Some
people put more stock in a Tylenol than in the Eucharist. When they take a Tylenol,
they expect something to change. But when they come to the Eucharist it is as
though they move through the motions.” Fr. Landry
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