Dis-ease

036 - Cutest. Virus. Ever.

Cutest  virus  ever. A “cute” virus? A face only a mother could love. (Photo credit: LaMenta3)

I’m sure it seems like I harp on certain things, going over the same ground every so often. But there are good reasons. Things like: We learn best by repetition. It’s good to vent, in an appropriate way. Some things have so many sides that you can go over what seems to be the same ground over and over and it be a new trip each time. And lastly, and most importantly, well, its my blog. 😉

 

A few weeks ago I had the stomach flu. Major. Lost about 8 pounds in less than a week. I wasn’t to worried about that because I had just had blood work done and I knew my immune system was up and running. It was miserable but I got past it. It did, I think, weaken me a little. That will come back with mild exercise. It would’ve already been back but just after that I slept wrong and my back went out. That put a crimp in mild exercise. And walking, and setting, and so on. Lots of crimps. I suppose everybody needs to excel at something. I excel at crimps. But my back got better and then I got a cold. Head cold. I handle chemo better than a head cold. A cold turns me into a whinny 5-year-old. I texted a friend yesterday and told them to help me find our new popes phone number, when we get a new pope, so I could text him and ask for permission to die. Turns out they don’t share my warped sense of humor. Ah, well.

 

Anyway, all of this misery over the past several weeks, makes me think. Well, we’re on dangerous ground now, aren’t we?

 

Every day I offer up my sufferings in reparation for offenses against the Sacred Heart of Jesus and the Immaculate Heart of Mary. And for the conversion of sinners. Then, all day long, I do my level best to get out of suffering. Human nature. Of course I don’t believe that God expects us to undergo needless suffering. Jesus prayed that His cup might pass Him by. But God’s will comes first. So there are times when, like Paul with his thorn in the flesh, whatever that was, God’s grace is sufficient. And that’s just the way it is, and that’s OK. It might as well be OK, ’cause its gonna be like that anyway.

 

The other day I wrote about crosses and that they’re meant to be shared. You could call a cross a dis-ease. Anyway, I was thinking about people with a cross helping people with a similar cross. And that’s valid. Its one of the major factors in the effectiveness of 12 step recovery programs, as an example. But there’s the other end of sharing a cross that’s just as valid, just as helpful. And that’s offering it up for the benefit of others, which is essentially what Jesus did for us with His. And there’s the ongoing need for reparation.

 

These thoughts are nothing new. But I think they need to be repeated from time to time. I figure if my memory needs a little prodding every once in a while other folks probably need a prod too. And, again, it IS my blog. lol 😉

3 Comments

  1. ginny's avatar

    I can sure relate . My father used to tell me he used to feel sorry for himself because he had no shoes til he met a man who had no feet ..It usally picks me up unless of course I am gasping for air and then all I think of is air …lol:)

    • Jude-Marian's avatar

      Yes, feet and air are both big pluses. We’ve all got lots to be thankful for if we look. 🙂

  2. SR's avatar

    I hope and pray you are feeling better. Seems like we have come into contact with the same “diseases” this past month. I had that dat-gum flu for over six weeks, but am breathing better. As far as back, how I relate. Three herniated disc and a crack bone in my neck. Try that one out as far as “crimps:>)” Cannot have surgery now due to Mom’s health, cannot be down that long.

    I live with what the Lord thinks I can stand as He said, “He would never put more on us then we can stand!” (Something like that anyways:>) I just offer it all up for those who are worse then myself. I always go to the kids at St. Jude and ask the Lord, “If my suffering this day will save just one child Lord, one heartbreak of a parent, then I submit to it.” I can suffer for a child all day long. I believe in my heart that one child is alive daily because of it:>)

    So just keep offering and just keep suffering, as there is someone out there that is “above ground” because of it, my friend! Now we have both shared some of our crosses:>) God Bless, SR


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