Aside from work, I
have been laying pretty low lately. My body is still recovering, and
emotionally, being in groups is difficult right now. I struggle to accept the “nothing
but love” that is showered upon me in the presence of large numbers. It’s
overwhelming.
Over the last few
days, I have been reminded of the importance of human interaction and
establishing normalcy. I’ve had flashbacks to the darkest time in my life up to
this point and I know the signs of depression. I also know interventions and
positive steps towards not falling into such a despondent state. I learned
during that time, while some quiet and solitude can be healthy, complete
isolation is not. Trouble comes when you cannot bring yourself to do the things
you used to love.
This past week I
forced myself to attend my infertility support group meeting. My co-leader led
the meeting, which was greatly appreciated. We only had a couple ladies attend
this month, but even that was a bit challenging for me from a social
standpoint. This isn’t me. I don’t shy away from my ministry. I don’t avoid
those that I love…but right now it is just so hard.
On Friday, I attempted
a little “me time.” My husband had the kids and I was completely on my own.
Truth be told, I wanted to go home, crawl under the covers and go to sleep. It
would be easier than trying to stop myself from crying in public. However,
healing does not come through avoidance.
I decided to visit a
bookstore. I sat in the car for a few minutes getting a game plan in mind. My
friend from back home had recommended a book that she felt might help me
through some of this season. I knew where the Christian book section was in the
store and I did not figure I’d have to be in there long to find it. I got out
of the car and made my way towards the entrance. I’m still a little slow in
the going so thank you, sir, in the idling car who patiently waited for me to
cross the walkway.
I entered the store
and the tempting scent of coffee wafted around me. I almost opted for a cup but
I was on a mission. I went straight to the section that would hopefully house
the book I had come for. I began skimming the titles/authors in search of the
book. I found the book and took a closer look. Something in me seemed to say
that this was not what I needed “right now”. I said a silent prayer. I asked
for direction because there was this nagging feeling…a feeling that there was
something else I had come for. I became teary as I read through various titles,
all seeming wrong. I felt like there was something I was
supposed to see, but I just wasn’t seeing it.
I found myself alone
in the isle. I was confronted with hundreds of titles, most containing promises
of healing, ways to know the love of Jesus, etc. I stood there uncertain of
exactly what I needed. In a brief, silent heart’s cry, I begged the Lord to let
me know that I was going to be okay. I needed to know that I would make it
through this and His purpose would be fulfilled through the circumstances.
I lifted my eyes and
they immediately fell upon one title. It was a single copy pressed against the
left hand side of the book shelf. Bright, distractingly colored copies of other
titles beckoned for attention but my focus was on this one title…
I’ve labeled this
experience as divine intervention. So many times over the last week and a half,
God has revealed Himself in ways that could never lend themselves to just mere
coincidence. God has proven Himself good. He has proven Himself gracious. He
has provided. He has calmed and embraced me with His peace and here, once
again, in a weary, tear stained moment, He responded.
My heart’s cry: Will
I ever be okay? His response: You’re going to be okay.
The Lord will guide you continually, giving you water when you are dry and restoring your strength.
Isaiah 58:11
I bought the book. I
have since been diving into its print. It is filled with biblical truth and wisdom.
The words jump from the page and straight to my heart. I believe, without a
doubt, that this book was meant for me. It is a tangible way for God to reach
me. I express myself best through the written word and likewise, I respond well
to it.
This ordinary moment
in time has made an extraordinary mark on my heart. God continues to respond to
the cries of my heart. He continues to make His involvement known. While right
now I do not know exactly how He’ll pull us all through this, I know undeniably
that He will. His purpose will be fulfilled. His plan will be accomplished…and
I will be okay.
The Lord says, “I will guide you along the best pathway for your life. I will advise you and watch over you."
Psalm 32:8
*The book that I have been led to read is titled You’re Going to BeOkay: Encouraging Truth Your Heart Needs to Hear, Especially on the Hard Daysby Holley Gerth. I was in no way compensated for this post. Its mention was
made on my own accord. However, from what I have read so far, whatever season,
no matter how bright or dark, this book is a wonderful, timely read.


You seem to be in so much pain, friend!! God's blessings for whatever you need at this time
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