Supernatural

There's a song done by a Christian rock band called 'Flyleaf'. The first time I heard this song, I was speechless. And right now, with all I'm going through, it's so appropriate it seems heaven-sent. Here are the lyrics:

 Her headaches
Constant
Increasing in pain with each passing day
She can't even manage to stand on her own
It's gotten so bad

Now you think of saying
There's no use in praying
Still she bows her head so she can say,
"Thank you for just one more day."

Supernatural patience
Graces her face
And her voice never raises
All because of a love
Never let go of
Never let go of

He has every reason to throw up his fists
In the face of his God who let his mother die
Through all the prayer and tears
She still passed in pain anyway

Now you think of saying
There's no use in praying
Still he bows head so he can say,
"Thank you for ending her pain."

Supernatural patience
Graces his face
And his voice never raises
It's all because of a love
Never let go of
Never let go of

He is teaching me
What love really means

Supernatural patience
Graces his face
And his voice never raises
It's all because of a love
Never let go of

Yes it's supernatural patience
Graces his face
And his voice never raises
All because of a love
Never let go of
Never let go of

He is teaching me
What love truly means 

Being sick is never pleasant. And it gets worse when the sickness is prolonged. The people who inspire me to be determined and work through it are a number. We begin of course, ultimately, with God. He' s the one who gives me the strength to move on everyday. He had also blessed me with the rest I'm about to list.

My family...in their own way, they help me push for more and not sit and settle down in self-pity.

My boyfriend and his cousin...by being in even bigger shoes, my boyfriend's cousin encourages me via the best gift I've gotten in a person of late, a.k.a, my boyfriend. If his cousin can fit in size 11 shoes, then my size 6 should be more than manageable. That last statement is figurative. :)

My ever-closest  friend... H.A.A, you may baby me a bit too much, but the fact that you do means a lot. You've taken care of me in more ways than I can count. Thank you for increasing my reasons to live.

Then there's other friends and random people like Phillip Phillips who won the last season of American Idol. He was sick a lot during the competition and had to perform amidst pain on many occasions but you would not have known, had they not mentioned it. So seeing someone as musically talented as him who overcame his sickness just encourages me even more. I love music. That should say everything.

Basically, I'm just counting my blessings. We used to sing a song in Sunday school, "Count your blessings name them one by one, count your blessings see what God has done, count your blessings, name them one by one, and it will surprise you what the Lord has done."

1 Thess. 5:18 says, " give thanks in all circumstances, for this is God's will for you in Christ Jesus." 

So, whether you know Christ or not, whether you're born-again or not, whether you think God does not exist or you know He does, try it. Think of all the good things you have in your life. See how you feel after. And don't say you have nothing to be grateful for...everyone does. You just have to look beyond what you see!