|Mar 25, 2017||Tree of Great Peace|
|Mar 24, 2017||Where was God?|
|Mar 23, 2017||Faith Fits|
|Mar 22, 2017||Mystery Mechanics|
|Mar 21, 2017||In Antakya|
|Mar 20, 2017||A Pleasant Illusion|
|Mar 19, 2017||Blessings from Curses|
|Mar 18, 2017||Green Eggs|
|Mar 17, 2017||Wint'a in DC, Summ'a in Montpeli'a|
|Mar 15, 2017||Dear Universe|
|Mar 14, 2017||Knocking on Heaven's Door|
|Mar 13, 2017||Durable Engine, Worn Out Body|
|Mar 12, 2017||Hot Stuff|
|Mar 11, 2017||Pavers|
|Mar 10, 2017||Breath of Life|
|Mar 9, 2017||Thwarts and All|
|Mar 8, 2017||Blackberry Pie|
|Mar 7, 2017||Intentional Misdirection|
|Mar 6, 2017||Inside Outside|
|Mar 5, 2017||Untangled|
|Mar 4, 2017||Hope Adorns Our Way|
|Mar 3, 2017||Words|
|Mar 2, 2017||A Visit to Heaven and Hell|
|Mar 1, 2017||Jesus Wisdom Teacher|
Title: Blessings from Curses
Date: March 19, 2017
It started by bicycling to the corner store for a half pint of chocolate milk on a Saturday morning. She drank the milk and rode the mile home. At home, her tummy hurt so much that when asked what was wrong, she yelled at her mother. Yelling at mother is wrong. The pain passed, leaving the girl exhausted.
Her doctor referred her to an allergist. The allergist ordered tests. The tests revealed that she had lactose intolerance, severe allergic rhinitis, and asthma. Until the onset, she was a healthy girl of ten; then suddenly there would be no more milk, no more ice cream, no pizza, no cheese. Suddenly there were pills every four hours, day and night, shots once a month, and an inhaler in her pocket for her asthma attacks. The allergist urged an end to all outdoor activities. She could go outside in the winter, but only if the days were not too cold. No outdoors playing. No sports. No fun.
After a year of outdoor restrictions, the girl decided she’d rather suffer and have fun than suffer by not having fun. These days, decades later, modern medicine manages her symptoms as she lives an active life.
Her sickness was not going to beat her. Her sickness gave her inner strength and determination.
Sometimes it feels as if life, as if the Almighty, curses us with suffering. If we look, we may find that the Giver includes a gift.
Let’s Pray: Dear Beloved, we would rather not suffer, but thanks for the gifts that come with what feels like a curse. It helps. Amen.
Today’s Thought Is: “The blessing of the Beloved be upon you.”*
*Psalm 129:8 (The word Lord comes from the Hebrew Adoni that means Beloved)