As most of you know by now, I have been battling Chronic Fatigue Syndrome with a “touch” of Fibromyalgia. I am not happy with either of these diagnoses or their symptoms. I WAS (Praise God! Glory! Hallelujah!) taking medication for months, but now I’m on supplements to build my body back up. I have wrestled with many ideas over the past few months but one that has been bothersome lately is the idea of “alternative care.” Don’t get me wrong–I am ALL for anything that assists an individual in recouping from an illness IF that works for them. I suppose that’s where one could argue crack might help an individual and to that I would say: “No it won’t.”
However, I wonder, as a Christian, why I need these things (for instance, ionic footbaths) if God’s taken care of it. DO I need these things? God will take care of me whether I go to the doctor or not, I know this. I don’t know how and I don’t need to know. I simply have the faith because He has before and He will again. But, are these things helping me? Is this how He’s taking care of me? Is it through the doctors? Jesus said in The Book, “You of little faith, why are you so afraid?”
Matthew 6:26 says: “Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? Who of you by worrying can add a single hour to his life?” I like what Joyce Meyer said in Battlefield of the Mind, “I have personally never seen a bird sitting on a tree branch having a nervous breakdown due to worry.” Can’t you see the bird in an oak tree, feathers flyin’, tufts standing on end, trying not to reach for a cigarette?
We have to do our part, but God knows what He’s doing! I haven’t exactly taken the best care of myself over the years and I think there’s some guilt that goes along with that, but I’m reminded that “even God cannot change the past.” Agathon (448 BC – 400 BC). The cool thing is He doesn’t even expect us to try!
So the silly birds do their part, collecting twigs and leaves, eatin’ berries, chirp-chirp-chirpin’ away, hoppin’ along at times, soarin’ through the air at others… not even knowing that God Almighty continues to do His part, providing for their every move. Maybe they do know…and that’s why they constantly sing. Maybe they’re not so silly after all, singin’ God’s praises and “reaping” all the benefits that go along with a relationship with Him. Maybe I could take a lesson from the birds…except I wouldn’t fly RIGHT in front of moving vehicles.