As one who has been dealing with acute, chronic pain for three years now, I can definitely understand. I found myself holding back tears as they shared with me. I know exactly what they are going through. I know how pain changes your lifestyle - simple things that used to be so natural to do, no longer are. Every step - every thing you do - must be weighed beforehand. With each woman, I prayed. With each prayer, I felt so inadequate and humbly searched for words all the while feeling, "If she only knew, she wouldn't want me to be praying for her." Me, who is riddled with pain, am asking God to relieve them of their suffering; to pour out His grace and strengthen to them. I felt so faithless, but at the same time, I was inspired by their joyous, persevering spirits. I witnessed the power of Christ resting upon them.
Scripture is full of the afflicted's cries. God hears us; He sees us. Jesus moved with compassion to heal those who were afflicted. He experienced torturous pain without relief, so I know He understands. Some days it's just a little harder to believe than others. Today was one of those days. But, I phoned them today for a reason. Maybe it was to see this Scripture a reality in their lives, so I could believe for it in my own life.
And He said unto me, "My grace is sufficient for you; for My strength is made perfect in weakness". Most gladly, therefore, will I rather glory in my infirmities, that the power of Christ may rest upon me." ~ II Corth. 12:9-10May I get to the place that I can honestly glory in my infirmities so that the power of Christ may rest upon me. May I, one day, be a testament to Truth, as these beautiful vessels of honor were to me today.