The pain in my breast woke me up early this morning. It was dark outside, but as I sat up to assess, there was light in my room coming from my phone. A friend was posting one encouraging post after another on Facebook. I just sat and read them, and then told her thank you. I needed the encouragement.
**If you are confused by this post, please read yesterday’s Blog entitled, While I Wait.
Romans 8:18 says, “The pain that you’ve been feeling, can’t compare to the joy that’s coming.” I’m standing on that and many other promises today.
The pain wasn’t from the mass itself. It was from the biopsy. An instrument was used to take 3 bites of the mass in two different places.
God doesn’t put us in pain, however, I do believe He will use that pain to push us towards our destiny.
Last October, I wrote a Blog entitled, Low Level Pain. I didn’t reveal it then, but my body was feeling a low level pain from that breast. Oh yes….The body knows everything we’re going through, and will speak to us if we’re willing to listen. I didn’t want to listen.
My pain increased over time. This is where the badass part comes in. I have a very high tolerance to pain. I can take it, and a rather large amount. It wasn’t until I had reached my limit, and couldn’t take it anymore, that things changed. I had to stop fighting and surrender to the pain.
After that initial doctor visit, my pain was gone. Thank you Jesus.
Looking back it amazes me how I accommodated the pain. It took forever to get comfortable at night to go to sleep. Then to stay asleep was the trick. Toward the end I had to fall asleep propped up in a semi-sitting position, because it was better than laying down.
Am I a badass, or just stubborn?
I dunno….but the one thing I do know is I’m ready for less suffering, and more glory to God.