kid's first day of school jan. 2010. they were so excited!Sometimes life just goes as planned....then there is my life...! recently after much pain, strange symptoms and guessed at diagnosis like lumphoma and lupus, doctors finally figured out what was wrong with me: fibromyalgia. not the best diagnosis considering it is one with no cure, and no real treatment. but i am working through the process...denial, anger, a little bargaining...now attempting to settle in with it all in the midst of my real life. i am trying desperately to deal with it all as naturally as i can; doing as much preventative therpies as possible that my wallet will allow. and now i am about to delve into a slew of supplements and even acupuncture. so...i am praying help is on the way. but if the Lord keeps me at just this stage or i seem to worsen, i think i am ready to deal with that now. then again maybe tomorrow i will be right back at anger and sadness once again! apparently i have not learned a valuable lesson that God has been attempting to teach me for quite some time now. it all started with having 4 kids under 2. i needed help due to a shattered shoulder of my moms immediately after the babies were born, then my newborn's emergency surgery followed by my own emergency surgery one week later. not only did we need help, we needed 24 hour help in shifts. i was mortified to tell you the truth. i hate...did you get that...HATE asking for help. so after that whole mess was over in about 6 months, i thought, "ok God, i have learned my lesson...ask for help...give into my pride and just do it". then i had to go on bed rest for 3 months with our unexpected 5th child. can't really raise 4 toddlers and keep a house while laying on complete bed rest and 8 hospital stays with severe pain. so again...we had to get help. someone else (many someones) had to completely run and manage my children for 3 months straight. i was allowed the complete freedom to pee whenever i wanted though! so...once again..i thought "ok, ok God, i really have learned this time....i must put aside my pride and ask for help". then....Fibromyalgia happened. immediately i was back in the mode of doing it all on my own. i endured flu-like aching all over everyday with migraines, back pain, sleepless nights and the insanity of it all ensuing. then i had a day. a day that i cried all day. it hurt to put my coat on. it hurt to turn my steering wheel. it hurt just being awake. i had to ask for help, but i didn't. instead i failed miserably at my test from the Lord. but today was a whole new test. and so far i have passed. i called a friend (even one i barely know) and asked for her help. i cried doing so, but not only did God treat me graciously, He made it abundantly clear to her once i stated making excuses as to why i didn't think i needed her that much that she just needed to come over without my permission. i am praying that i get it this time. i mean really...who wants to be put in such a test again. i am not guranteed that this will halt the hurdles coming my way, but i am guaranteed my obedience will make them smaller to jump!
my first huge hurdle was that i knew with all my heart i had to place the kids in school until i got a handle on this illness. i am not sure how long that will be, but i know God has my kids in His hand. This is so not how i saw my children's schooling going, but it is just one more process in the test for me. God wants to me to completely surrender to Him even that which i so desperatly believe i right for my children. so, no longer am i homeschooling this year. and as i mourn the loss of my children's main influence in thier lives, the Lord reminds me to not live in fear.