Do you ever long to be touched or held?
That was me just last week. You see I have eosinophilac asthma or EOS and when it flares up I become hypoxic. For two weeks I was feeling really weak, my oxygen levels were low and the coughing and wheezing were really out of control. I felt miserable! I was tired! I am tired!
The last time this happened I spent five days in the hospital on supplemental oxygen and IVs, then another 8 weeks at home! I did not want a repeat of that. I tried my best to avoid that possibility.
Breathing treatments every 4 hours, inhalers, biologic injections I have to give myself, pills and more pills! I have done it all!
I know people mean well and are only trying to help when they say things like "have you tried oregano?" (Oregano?), or "have you asked the doctor for Albuterol?" (What! Like that's the first thing a doctor gives a patient with any type of lung infection! Including me! Yes! Every 4 to 6 hours for most of the last 3 years!) And then there is "cry out to God in prayer"! (To which I want to answer in a frustrated scream, but don't have the energy to, "what do you think I've been doing for the last 3 years!") Does He even hear me?
If any of these scenarios were you trying to help, thank you. Thank you for trying to help with your advice, but I just wanted to be held, I longed to be touched and told everything is going to be okay. Gods got this one too. Friends, no one did that.
Week two of me being sick; I was emotional still am and feeling very much alone. I get this way when I am having a flare up. I continued to ask God "why me?". Its ok to do that you know. I asked him to send friends to lift me up so that I could just maybe touch the hem of His garment! Then I wondered if He even cared? Has He forgotten me?
On week three I went to yet another doctor's appointment feeling down, defeated and alone. As I used all the energy I had left to walk into the lobby I see an old friend walking out. She walked right up to me; I don't even remember what she said, but what I do remember is that she reached out to me and gave me a hug a full blown hug and held me! God heard me! He used her to raise me up so that I could touch His hem! As I write this I am still wheezing and struggling to get my oxygen levels to 95 or above, but I know God's got me, He knows my name and my longing to just be held. He is my greatest comfort and my best friend.
Will you be that friend to someone today? Will you reach out to someone who is struggling, who is hurting and just touch them? Lift them up to touch the hem of His garment. Hold them and tell them everything is going to be okay. God's got this too.
A friend is always loyal, and a brother is born to help in time of need. Proverbs 17:17
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