You'd think I'd know better . . .
. . . after lots of treatment over several years, what to expect. I guess I was so excited to realize last Thursday that I was at the end of the planned treatments that I fully expected to feel like the usual me by Friday. That did not happen! Lack of energy and extreme fatigue, beginning Monday, made me really happy that a third treatment had not been scheduled. By today I have begun to turn the corner and can hardly wait to resume life as I know it.
Things I have missed are:
*being in worship with my church family on Sunday;
*buying my own groceries;
*getting a pedicure;
*knitting with friends on Friday mornings;
BUT, in spite of what I have missed, I am incredibly grateful for what I have gained.
Quiet times in the mornings mean more than they ever have, maybe because I am not so caught up with what I need to be doing. God has been teaching me through Scripture, prayer and selected readings to draw closer to Him. I have time to reflect on what I read, to study, to consider what it truly means to "practice the presence" of God. I don't have to reflect in order to interpret for anyone else; my study is just that, mine. I don't have to prepare to teach others. I can settle down, rest, in the knowledge that God is faithful to His promise to never leave me. He will be with me always.
I look forward to better days ahead and I KNOW they will be better. I just need to be patient, dependent and accepting. God is good all the time; all the time, God is good.