on the road marked with sufferingOctober 21, 2004near the end of august, i was contemplating whether or not i should return back to school for my final year. i was very concerned with the situation with my hands and didn't want to risk further injury (from additional demands required by being in design). i was conflicted. i knew God had called me into design, specifically for the people. i had spent the past three years cultivating friendships with those around me, so it didn't make sense to me at all to stop. if i took a break for a year, i'd come back to graduate with a whole new class, a class i didn't know. it didn't add up. so i began to pray and seek God's direction. the week i was diagnosed with fibromyalgia (fm), was the week the confirmation came. i knew God wanted me to continue, despite my health condition. and i knew it'd be tough, but i had no idea how tough it would really be. let me say this, design is a hard enough program for a person who is in 100% health. there was nothing that could ever prepare for me for the weeks to come and the downward spiral my health would take. these past two months have been another extremely challenging time in my life. a time in my life marked by physical, mental and emotional stress. the latter two resulting from the first. here's my timeline of the past seven weeks september 1st september 6th september 7th september 8th september 9th september 17th september 24th september 25th "hi antonia! october 1st this day was one of the lowest points in my life. my doctor had expected me to be completely pain-free after four weeks of taking the prescribed medication. but i wasn't. i still had hand pains. the reason why i went to him in the first place was to figure out why i had pains and what i could do to get better. i NEVER complained about widespread muscle pain, or lack of energy levels. i went through a month of hell taking medication that did nothing for my problem except give me huge side effects. my hope dropped. i had been trying so hard for the entire month, exercising at least four times a week, changing my eating habits, making sure i slept at regular times, and for 8 hours, taking at least 21 pills a day, going to acupressure at least once a week, seeing the doctor at least once a week, and despite all of that, my situation remained the same. in fact, it was much worse. plus the fact that i had been struggling through school for three weeks with huge amounts of stress. i was barely making deadlines, sometimes having to work right up until class was just about to begin and then rush to school. my productivity levels were about 25% of what it was like compared to the past three years. i simply didn't have enough time to do my work because of my physical limitations. taking care of my health became like a full time job. sometimes, i wouldn't begin my day until 5 pm, and that's from starting the day at 6 am! i am not the type of person who leaves thing to the last minute, who is stressed about getting work done on time, because that's not giving your best for God. my grades, as a result began to drop by a whole letter point. i was so very frustrated. here i was in school, getting mediocre grades, barely staying alive, when i used to always be on top of the game with excellent grades. why was i in school again? my friends from school took notice. leo, the hard-working individual who was rarely stressed, was now barely meeting deadlines with high stress. what was going on? i didn't know why i had to go through all of that. what was the purpose of it? i couldn't stand it anymore. why was God allowing all of this to happen? how could He be glorified through this? why would He call me back to school when it would be so hard to do it? my hope died. everything started to matter less and less to me, including my faith. i was upset, angry, frustrated and confused. i stopped praying and reading the Bible. i stopped caring. what was the point? where was God in all of this? i couldn't deal it with anymore. i knew the devil was attacking me, and beating me down. and i was letting him. i didn't have the strength or the will to fight back. my parents were obviously very concerned, and i was to a certain degree. i forced myself to listen to Christian music. after all, how could i ever leave my God after everything that i've experienced? after everything He's done for me? i couldn't, despite how much i wanted to. widespread muscle pain begins to develop: neck, shoulders, back, waist, feet, and of course, hands, wrists and forearms. october 7th "Leo, Sorry to hear about your problems. I know I am not one of your current instructors, but I always liked your earnest and well-considered approaches to projects. This must be a hard burden to bear. No sage advice here, just keeping doing what you do so well in spite of this setback. I hope that your instructors will be compassionate enough to give you the slack you need to graduate. If you don’t mind, I will pray for you. It is a fact that persons surrounded by a caring (and praying) community do better than those who are not so blessed. Hang in there and do what you can. I care for you." how could God still be glorified through my situation? this was His response to me. my sphere of influences wasn't just my classmates, but also my professors and instructors. october 18th october 20th october 21st other present day if the devil isn't attacking you, there may be a problem. perhaps you've become stagnated and are no longer advancing the Kingdom. the devil already lost you over to the Kingdom of God, so there's no point in exerting effort on you unless you are doing damage to the kingdom of darkness. i have a new found respect for job. reading the book of job pales when you actually are living a life like it (and my life in no way is to the same extent of his). i have no idea how he could always keep his spirits up and his hope in God throughout all of that. what an example to us. most people will never go through the things he did. and, if they do, it probably won't come at the same time. things are so much easier to handle when they're isolated incidents than if they come at you as a bundled package. bundled packages result in a domino effect of emotional, mental and perhaps physical stress. that's what my life has been over the past seven weeks. diagonsed with one thing, then something else happens, then something else, then something else. you don't even have time to deal with the first thing before the next one comes at you. and this just multiples and multiples until you break, crash or breakthrough it. i've also learned just how difficult it is to walk on the road marked with suffering. it's so much easier to understand the theology behind it, than to actually live it. it's easier to "talk the talk, than walk the walk." i've wanted so badly over the past while for God to just bring me home. home to where i belong. home to where no pain or suffering exists. it's selfish to a certain extent, but being in heaven, being with Christ, how amazing is that? nothing compares. but i know that it's not about me, and it's not about what i want. it's about Him. i've learned that you have to keep your hope, trust and faith in God no matter how bleak, how hopeless things look. and that you have to stop listening to the devil's lies. lies that are to harm and break you. you have to remember that there WILL be a new day. and if that day isn't on earth, then it will be in heaven. a day when there is no more pain, no more tears, no more sorrows, no more suffering. but it's again, easier said than done. i still fall subject to believing the devil's lies about me never getting better, about the new day never coming. because the truth of the matter is, it's so very hard and so very frustrating to live in suffering, when you try everything you can under the sun to get better. the road ahead is long. i have no idea what lies ahead or what to expect. but it doesn't matter. God is faithful. God knows what we can handle. He knows the very depths of us. He knows our inmost thoughts. He knows our struggles. He knows our frustrations, our desparation. He knows it all. because God is a loving God. God loves us way beyond measure. He loves us in ways that we cannot fathom. He believes in you. He's for you. that is our God. that is my God. amen. romans 8:28 [NIV], "and we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love Him, who have been called according to his purpose."
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