It is 4:13 am and I am sitting here in the quiet with my pumpkin spice coffee and a couple of homemade chocolate chip cookies, one of my favorite breakfasts ever. This may be one of my last glorious breakfasts like this, not because of impending death, but because I may be changing my diet very soon. But it is Thanksgiving, so it wont be this day. Today, I am nothing but grateful. The mess on the counter that no one cleaned up last night after I went to bed made me grin. The rooster crowing or cowboys snoring did not cause any irritation today.. No today is a day of utter celebration and food and games and gratitude. So much gratitude.
A year ago, I would not have woken up this way. A year ago, I would have counted all that noise and mess such a disaster and proclaimed the selfishness of my family and of course that dang crow-challeneged rooster would have been on my menu plans this weekend. But not today. Before I even hit the floor this morning, I was in prayerful thanksgiving with the Healer. I grabbed my laptop, my phone just incase anyone needed me at 4:12 in the morning and my bible.I headed to my beloved Keurig and plate of cookies and sat down to scripture. I did not make it far, before I was laughing and crying at the same time. God is an amazing, no coincidence, tell it like it is, I love you baby, give you what you need kind of God.
This year my prayer and my mantra words were this ” Lord Make me UNSHAKEABLE”. It was written on my bathroom mirror, prayed over and over and believed. Unshakeable. My word. I should know by now what a prayer like this means: Lots of shaking. Now it just brings me to a roaring laugh to think I didn’t think this through. But oh the joy at my unthinking.
Hebrews 12:25-29New International Version (NIV)
25 See to it that you do not refuse him who speaks. If they did not escape when they refused him who warned them on earth, how much less will we, if we turn away from him who warns us from heaven? 26 At that time his voice shook the earth, but now he has promised, “Once more I will shake not only the earth but also the heavens.”[ 27 The words “once more” indicate the removing of what can be shaken—that is, created things—so that what cannot be shaken may remain.
28 Therefore, since we are receiving a kingdom that cannot be shaken, let us be thankful, and so worship God acceptably with reverence and awe, 29 for our “God is a consuming fire.”
NOW… its a party!
Tuesday of this week, It was confirmed that I, indeed, have Lupus. For those of you who don’t know what this is, here is a simple explanation of the thing. From the Mayo Clinic: Lupus is a chronic inflammatory disease that occurs when your body’s immune system attacks your own tissues and organs. Inflammation caused by lupus can affect many different body systems — including your joints, skin, kidneys, blood cells, brain, heart and lungs. For me, so far it is my joints and my ability to eat chocolate chip cookies dipped in pumpkin spice coffee. Diet effects many things here so I gotta grow and change my lifestyle. Again. More experiments. I survived this country girl thang. I can do it.
SHAKE SHAKE SHAKE
The good news is that I got the report back that there is minimal damage to my joints. I can walk, craft, cook, breath and I only need bifocals because I am 46. I also get to live. I get to laugh and I get to spend romantic evenings with Cowboy and movie nights with my kids and artsy afternoons with my daughters and trips to the mountains with my sons and mornings with my mom and Christmas’s with my sister. I get to insist that I spend more time with my brother and his family. I get to be a grandmother and a mom. I get to relish in Sunday mornings with A-18, serve at Emmaus, go on secret missions for and with some of the most amazing friends who ever lived, homeschool my kids like a boss with my BFF and make a party where ever I go. BEST news… Lupus can be treated. Thanks again, Lord.
And I am so grateful.
I am so grateful to be having the junk shaken out of my life so that I can focus on what matters and I dont need a pill or bottle of wine or an angry rant to do it. I simply need to fellowship, true fellowship with Jesus. I am grateful that I am not unglued. I am grateful to live in a country where I can sit here and write this blog post about the healing power of Jesus. Jesus.. a name above all names and a God who holds my name in reverence as well. How do I know? well the first thing I did this morning after all the cookie rigmarole was to open my bible. No lie- first scripture I read… laughing and crying like a baby. He knows my name.
32 As Peter traveled about the country, he went to visit the Lord’s people who lived in Lydda. 33 There he found a man named Aeneas, who was paralyzed and had been bedridden for eight years. 34 “Aeneas,” Peter said to him, “Jesus Christ heals you. Get up and roll up your mat.” Immediately Aeneas got up. 35 All those who lived in Lydda and Sharon saw him and turned to the Lord.
In case you didn’t know, my Name is Sharon. He knew exactly what I needed to hear today. He’s fly like that.
Unshakeable Sharon… AKA Lupus Pants