The worst physical pain I’ve ever been in is probably a toss up between two random instances. One was where I just had these random cramps that made me convulse and throw up it hurt so badly. The other was when I was so dehydrated my whole body was beginning to shut down. That time I thought I was going to die and started confessing ALL my sins. For real. It was scary. I really thought I was dying, laying there in my bed in the dark.
But the worst heart pain I’ve ever experienced was when I ended a year and a half long SERIOUS relationship, and lost my best friend. I would wake up many morning just wishing to go back to sleep and not wake up again. I didn’t ever try to commit suicide…but I did contemplate running away which was close enough for me, and in a way kind of dooming me to the same end. (Disclaimer: there are many other heart pains that have hurt me more deeply but this one was it’s own intense experience that stands out because it happened and then it was over).
Hmm…did they make me stronger? Well…the physical ones…not so much. Though I did learn what it was like for someone to die of dehydration…it taught me to listen to my body better. But the last one…yes. It did. I didn’t want it to. I wanted to hide under a rock but it turned out to be one of the best growing times of my entire life. *smile* To be honest I’m still growing out from underneath that…because when a forest fire comes through it’s hard to want to push back through the soot when all you see is desolation. But it makes you SO aware of God and who He is, what He is capable of, and the grace that He is extending SPECIFICALLY to you.
He Loves You because He Loves You because He Loves You because He Loves You because that is what He is like….
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Eating My Way Through It 