Joyful Ruins

This was written back in October 2021, and the journey to listening and showing compassion had just begun.

Today I thanked God for my symptoms. I affirmed my body, showed it love, called it healthy and good.

How did I get here?

I hardly know, except that the Spirit has and is doing its work in me, a gradual, up and down kind of Holy work. And I know I won’t always be here. I will have days when I hate my body for being so sick and the symptoms will overwhelm me, but I am sure today is one step closer towards healing.

My symptoms, though daily, mysterious, and painful, have been a blessing. Without these symptoms, how would I know my body is unwell? How could I know that certain things were harming my body? And therefore, how would I be able to start to heal?

It’s easy for me to criticize my body right now, to even hate it at times for being weak and constantly sick.

But my body is doing its job! It’s working to heal itself, it’s alerting me to sickness, it’s responding to an enemy, it’s fighting in the only way it knows how to.

Maybe your immune system is faulty, but your body is still good, is still a miracle, and to see it as such can only help the healing process.