Yesterday I had my ALS clinic appointment which went fairly well. Not a lot of changes other than my speech is where no one can understand me anymore. My breathing function dropped from 83% to 61% this visit. The doctor didn't seem to worried about it at this point.
When I think back about five years ago when I began having my first symptoms, it's hard to describe all the emotions and the changes that took place. I had no idea how much my life would change. After all the crying, anger, depression, the why Lord, praying for healing, I slowly began to realize I will have to trust God with what he is trying to teach me and the plan he has for my life. This certainly isn't the path I would have chosen for me but we never know what God has for us.
Sometimes I feel like Job slowly being stripped of everything I have. But like Job, I will not lose my faith in him. My faith has been built on the rock and no storm is going to destroy that. I have my Christian parents and the values they have taught me to thank for that.
There are many questions I still have like why God allows sickness, why he chooses to heal some and not others. But no matter what, I know it will all make sense in the end.
Before all this I was living my life like most everyone else. I lived like I was invincible, never thinking my life could be cut short whether by disease, accident, or anything else. That only happens to other people. I guess what I'm trying to say is, looking back I would probably lived a little differently. We are all here for a season and our life isn't always about us. Jesus taught us to care for others by clothing the naked, feed the hungry, and shelter for the homeless. By doing these things we are doing them for him and showing them the love of Jesus. I'm not sure where I'm going with this other than we can get so caught up in our lives we lose sight of what God really wants for our lives.
