Yesterday, I wrote about my state of pain. Today, I figured out what was causing my stomach pain last week. For some strange reason, my stomach can’t take eating quinoa. It causes me to have painful stomach cramps and nausea. It’s really great to have figured it out because now I know to avoid the food that makes me sick.
There’s another side to the story though. On Saturday, I was driving to the grocery store thinking about what was happening to me. I considered Covid symptoms, and I even looked them up when I got to the parking lot. The internet said that a person could have stomach distress with Covid and nothing else. Just to be safe, I decided to go home and not go inside until I could think about things a little. Even if I didn’t have Covid, I though I might have a stomach flu and I didn’t want to spread it.
As I was driving out of the parking lot, I heard a voice in my head telling me that I didn’t have Covid and that whatever was wrong with me I didn’t need to worry about it. I didn’t have any proof, but I did believe that I had nothing to worry about. Today, I realized that I really didn’t have anything to worry about except a simple food allergy.
It isn’t that I don’t think anything bad can happen to me. I have had some close calls my health and I suffer from tons of chronic conditions. I just know that whatever I might have to face with my health, I really don’t need to worry because I will never have to face it alone. God is right there with me. I know it might sound crazy, but as long as He is by my side, I really don’t think anything really bad will ever happen to me. The worst health crisis with God at my side is still better than the healthiest day without Him.
My faith saved me. May God’s peace reside in all of our hearts.
