When we trust...

Trust. A heavy word. A meaning of complete vulnerability. Trusting a medical professional with your health and diagnosis is the hardest thing. Trusting that your family will be there without a reasonable doubt is even harder. When you get an autoimmune diagnosis, the walls of a perfect life are shattered. You are no longer self-sustaining. But isn't that what God wants from us? Does He not want us to be completely reliant on Him and His promises? I know sometimes we smile through the pain because that is so much easier, but Jesus didn't hide His suffering. He literally carried the cross so that we could have hope for a better tomorrow. Learning to not focus on the bad, and using all of our energy to push forward is essential in our self healing process. I know, it seems impossible a lot of times. Trust me. But I must think that there's more to life than just pain and loneliness. Becoming completely transparent and allowing the world to see us as a Spoonie who clings to hope like an anchor is the best image we can have. Trusting that we are helping others understand that we haven't reached the top of the mountain yet, but we must persevere. Even if it does take 6 years to get there, at least they can say we were persistant.