It was at a women’s retreat a few years back. There, inside a cozy cottage situated on a wooded hillside, I heard something unexpected. With the chill of autumn outside, an inviting plushness of comfy couches afforded our group of 30 ladies the space to unwind and meditate on God’s word together. Our facilitator was speaking to us as we relaxed, many of us holding a coffee cup in one hand with a bible perched on the opposite knee.
No one spoke aloud to me directly, at least nobody visible.
It came from within. I recognized the sound from a few other rare times in my life: the brief, passing, whispering breath of God, like an whooshing arrow shooting across the mind…unrelated to any conversation happening around me.
“Cooperate with your healing.”
God? That seemed important! I wrote on my yellow lined notepad.
At that moment in time, I was completely unaware of the pinpointed source of any disease I may or may not have. That was all a guessing game with frustrating doctor appointments. Now years later I understand what that message means: My body is not going to get a miracle healing from Hashimoto’s disease, IBS and eczema, where one day I’ll wake up and feel absolutely fabulous. It’s me and God working it out one day at a time, taking baby steps. One foot in front of the other with me failing-forward as He walks beside me, sometimes holding me, sometimes catching me.
Yes. I will cooperate with my healing! I want to be a team player with You, God. I need encouragement, guidance, support and understanding as much as anyone else. Growth and wisdom and progress builds through the trials and tests of life that we go through.
This is my ongoing trial, what’s yours?
Let’s get real:
😳I’m having a hard time with:
- Giving up ketchup; we’ve been BFF’s since childhood.
- Missing the warm hug of coffee.
- I miss eggs.
- And butter.
- I’ve reduced all consumption of almonds, pecans, walnuts and cashews but haven’t altogether eliminated them.
- And gluten free bread…though the amount I eat is greatly reduced, sometimes I have a piece or two.
- Sweet potatoes are overstaying their welcome.
- I eat too many dates-they are like candy!
- Sleep is interrupted by a teething & nursing baby.
- Joint pain.
- Swelling in my hands and face.
I do thank God for a supportive and loving husband who believes in me, prays for me and helps whenever possible. He even read a “Married to Hashimoto’s” article and keeps a printed version on his nightstand to refer to. Today he said , “My affection for you is not in your figure. But your shape is returning and I wanted to encourage you.” Those words are like gold to me-his love is a gift, and along with the perfect love of Jesus, that kind of unconditional love makes me want to be a better me.
Reducing foods on the autoimmune protocol no-no list is happening slowly but surely. I am making progress. Not perfection! Overall, the gradual adopting of the AIP is going well, and I feel as though I’m approaching the change like the tortoise rather than the hare. I am giving myself extra grace as a breastfeeding mom too. So “slow as you go” is my motto.
What changes are you making to cooperate with your healing?
Count your blessings, name them one by one.
Count your many blessings see what God has done.
This has been ONE HUNDRED DAYS WITH HASHIMOTO’s: DAY 25.
(Contributing to The Daily Post, “breakthrough” inspiration although this entry was written yesterday, it fits the prompt.)