Helplessness

I couldn't speak. The words were being screamed in my head. what was my name? I wasn't sure. The wall on the left kept coming closer. I could feel the cold water dripping down my back even tho I knew it wasn't really there. Only I could see the fog rolling past my eyes. They were talking stroke but I knew that I wasn't going to die. GOD was there beside me but I did not pray much. I didn't need too. Later I wish I had prayed more. I just accepted. The pain wracking my body made me vibrate with the shakes. But HE was there and part of me was calm beside HIM. Knowing this too would pass. Knowing that he would bless me...not because of me but because of HIM. HE is good and faithful. HE calmed and let me know it would be HIS will.
Even as I write this and the pain in my head pulls at me, I am thankful because he has blessed me. I am grateful for my migraines knowing that I have been blessed far more than I deserve. I am alive, home with my family and I have a Wonderful Savior. He was peace in the chaos that surrounded me. I am nothing. HE is glorified.

"According to my earnest expectation and my hope, that in nothing I shall be ashamed, but that with all boldness, as always, so now also Christ shall be magnified in my body, whether it be by life, or by death. For me to live is Christ, and to die is gain." Philippians 1:20, 21.