I pause, I reflect on that diagnosis fifteen years ago.
I had just drunk three cans of soda one after another and had an incredible thirst.
I had to let go of instant gratification, daily choices. My now everyday choices required tremendous work and self control.
I was left to handle things that appeared to be insurmountable. My finger tips became reluctant pincushions. Prescription meds. and paraphernalia lined the counter.
A visit to the grocery store became overwhelming and my head swirled at the decisions I had to make. Every meal was a potential mine field. Every mental label a "poison" to any high carbs.
It can become easy to live with a selfish mindset at this point yet I am aware that there is nothing that God is unaware of and every detail of my life has a purpose.
This "thorn in the flesh" has served as a reminder of how little I still don't understand of God and His preparing me for future events.
"To this end I strenuously contend with all the energy Christ so powerfully works in me."
~Col. 1:29
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