I knew that the closer I came to the release of my new novel, Joy Comes in the Mourning, the angrier he would become. December will mark one year since my last hospitalization. Just to let you know the significance of that statement, I stopped counting my hospital stays somewhere around thirty.
For some reason, about two weeks ago I began recalling a visit I received while in the hospital last December. The visit wasn't from a friend or family member, but rather the hospital chaplain. I can't remember our entire conversation, but one thing that she said to me really stuck out. "Maintain your healing." That's the only thing I can really remember her saying to me. Well, to my dismay, about a week or so ago I became symptomatic with joint pain and swelling to the point that I had to call on my oldest daughter to help me with dressing because I couldn't raise my arms to dress myself.
The difference with this week's experience and going through a rough patch with lupus the first time is that I know without a shadow of a doubt that ALL things work together for good to those who love God, to those who are called according to His purpose. Satan's job may be to steal, kill, and destroy, but because of Jesus I can and will live life to the fullest.
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