Eye to Eye

Yesterday, my Mom who is often overtaken by the drama of life (yes, I do believe that it is genetic), when a lady in our church who is in her 60s and has cerebral palsy came, close, leaned over her broken walker, and said, "wwww hat, have youuuuu got to complaaaaain about? I would give anything to hhhhhave what you hhhhhave." My Mom instantly realized the insanity of her complaints. This week it is tempting to walk on my faith journey full of hurt and maybe even an angry glance up toward my heavenly father. I received a radiation treatment today. So far the side effects are mild, but it means I have to stay away from people. In addition, I've been battling my doctor to restore my medication. Finally, I resorted to my sister entreating her professors as to the latest protocal for returning onto medication. They describe my doctor's stance "archeic." The biggest challenge is knowing that I'll need followups and close monitoring for another year....therefor going back to my home in Africa is also delayed. Most likely next summer. Right now I can feel the radiation pulsing through my body and neck, but the fact I will not be going home in October is much more painful.

However, I look at my life. The love I have of so many people and cannot help but be convicted of the fact I have nothing to complain about. My life is so sweet, any bitterness only brings enhancement to the flavors already there.