Sick for 9 years. And things get better just to get worse again. Try new treatments just to have things get worse before they get better . . . if the new treatments even work. You get your hopes up only to get them dashed. So you suppress your hopes to save you the pain of disappointment. And then you wonder why it’s all even worth it. Why you don’t throw in the towel. Declare it’s the end. Give up. I don’t know how to answer that question. I have know idea why I should keep going. How the pain, the disappointment, the frustration will somehow bring good. The only thing I know is that my God worked through all those feelings to save me. He’s a good God and He loves me. And He says that keeping on through the hard times is more than worth the glory of eternity. And He’s the only reason why I keep getting up again and facing a new day.
“But now thus says the Lord,
He who created you, O Jacob,
He who formed you, O Israel:
‘Fear not, for I have redeemed you;
I have called you by name, you are Mine.
When you pass through the waters, I will be with you;
and through the rivers, they shall not overwhelm you;
when you walk through fire you shall not be burned,
and the flame shall not consume you.
For I am the Lord your God,
the Holy One of Israel, your Savior. . .
Because you are precious in My eyes,
and honored, and I love you.'” – Isaiah 43: 1 – 4