A late evening conversation with a friend across the country surprised me. “Why would God do this to you?”. Before I could reply she had to leave.
God did not do this to me. Bad family genetics; my father passed of a massive stroke at age 54, his father at 38 and my maternal grandmother had a dehabilitating stroke that left her right side affected. Also my diabetes was not under tight control.
I was blessed that I had been diagnosed with celiac disease on Holy week this year, as I had lost 20 pounds and was doing the right things. The doctor said if I had not done those things, I would not have the limited movement I do have.
Yes, I admit, I have asked God, “why me?”. Then it comes to me, why not me. This is truly a learning experience, although at times a frustrating one and I am only in the first week. There is a lot of road to travel yet. And there will be times I am going to whine and bitch and moan and be less than filled with joy and grace. I am God’s child but also very human. And the great things is God knows this.
So, my friends’ don’t worry. God does not have a roulette wheel in heaven with our names on it. He is randomly selecting ailments to inflict upon us. Our God is a loving God that hates to see us hurt.
Today will be a day of working on my hand and leg exercises and my speech and resting in between.Blessings on your day today.