I didn’t write my post yesterday because I had a flare up of pain in my left arm. It was so bad that I couldn’t move my arm without feeling horrible pain. In fact, my husband couldn’t even hold my hand without causing me pain. Instead of not moving and just taking pain pills, I did the opposite. I went to see a massage therapist. He worked on my muscles. It hurt a lot, but I had faith that it would help. When I came home, I continued to move my arm.
I have learned from having chronic pain that if you don’t move, the pain gets worse. The only time that doesn’t work is when you break a bone. Any other time, you have to keep moving and no matter how much it hurts, you just have to have faith that it will get better. Today, my arm still hurts and I know it isn’t going to get better any time soon. However, my having faith that it will get better and that believing that is part of the healing process. Believing that healing will come and that the pain isn’t going to last forever actually makes the pain not hurt as much.
My own belief shapes the reality of my own pain. Sometimes we just need to surrender to the reality of the situation. I can’t change that I am in pain, but I can trust in God and know that I will be okay, and that healing is on its way.
My faith saved me. May God’s peace reside in all of our hearts.
