I was on a client Zoom review today when my phone buzzed. I didn’t answer it.
When I checked my voicemail, my rheumatologist’s nurse had left a message, probably because I checked that little box on my new patient form that said she could. Lab results are in, she said. Indicative of Lupus and Sjogren’s, she said. Call if you have questions between now and our appointment (in three days).
Call if I have questions.
Oh, I have questions. My questions have questions.
But I don’t think I’ll call today. Sure, I wish I’d hopped off that Zoom call, but I think the hardest part is over and it’s a relief. Kind of. Did I mention I have questions? Questions and a need for a long nap.
Today I’m just here, at the bottom of the mountain, looking up. My proverbial tank is empty and I have a long climb ahead. I have peace, though, for the first time in a little while. That’s not a bad place to start.
This verse in 2 Cor(12:9) is whispering to me right now:
And He said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for My strength is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore most gladly I will rather boast in my infirmities, that the power of Christ may rest upon me.