There are times when it is hard to smile, for when I do the the pain shows through, but if not for this pain, would I know to fight? My pain is more than a physical sensation that is signaled from the body to the brain, it is a mental labyrinth of exhausting corridors of twist and turns in search of relief. As my pain begins to wake, I frantically search for substances to fight off this invading force. As I search, I search with reckless abandon, for the time grows near as my pain begins to yawn and spread his outstretched arms, both signs of his impending rise. As I continue my fruitless search for a substance to kill my pain, my pain finds me instead. Now standing tall and towering over me, I drop to my knees and begin pray…..
“Lord I pray that you take this pain that has invaded my body and send it back from whence it came, for the pain that I feel is beginning to have its way with me. Lord as my pain continues to do as it pleases I will continue to pray to you for relief, for without your saving grace, the pains of this world may become more than I can handle.”
At least I can take comfort in this: Despite the pain, I have not denied the words of the Holy One.