When the seasons change, many with chronic pain experience flare ups. We take our ability to move so very much for granted, until injury or inflamation hinders us.
Today I did again the simplest things. I prepared a casserole for tonight's dinner. I stripped the linens from our bed, replacing them with others crisp and clean. I smoothed corners and fluffed pillows, filled with both thanksgiving and praise
Who would imagine such tasks could create such an abundance of joy? I breathe in the relief like fresh air, relishing the moment of reconnection between mind and flesh, unpacking the deep truth that through it all, my spirit had remained free to fly unimpaired.
I rejoice in the promise we have been given by the One Who holds true to His Word:
And God will wipe away every tear from their eyes; there shall be no more death, nor sorrow, nor crying. There shall be no more pain, for the former things have passed away Revelation 21:4 NKJV
What gift are you unwrapping today? Stop by Emily's Chatting at the Sky and share.