How to Find Hope Through Acceptance

Life is hard enough without having a chronic illness. The stress of chronic illness and pain can push us right over the edge to a place where life becomes unbearable and all hope is gone. We desperately need the kind of hope that withstands the difficulties of life. One way to begin to find hope is through acceptance.

It took me ten years to come to the place where I accepted that my fibromyalgia and chronic pain were not going away. When I finally got to that place of peace, I was accused of both choosing to make illness my identity and not having enough faith that God would heal me. I was prayed for and prayed over. I was told I needed to exercise more, take supplements, lose weight, stop taking so much medicine, drink special water (two different kinds, in fact), and quit being lazy.

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When You Have Lost Your Joy

After nine years of living with chronic illness and pain, I have realized the need for acceptance. Acceptance of my limitations, acceptance of a life I never expected, acceptance of the loss of some of my dreams, and eventually, acceptance of the pain itself. After 9 years of trying to rid myself of it, I am beginning to realize and accept that this illness and pain might not go away, and that is okay. It is okay that God’s primary purpose in my life may not include healing.

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When You Are Discouraged

When I was first diagnosed with fibromyalgia, my children were two and four. I was exhausted all the time, and most days, I could not make it through the day without a nap. That was all well and good if my preschoolers were also taking naps, but they were growing out of needing naps and were in a mischievous phase. One afternoon I woke up to find my two adorable children covered in black paint from head to toe. Read More


When You Deal With Anxiety

It might have been a beautiful sunny day outside, but in my heart was a storm that wouldn’t go away. I well remember that feeling of panic when my heart felt like it was beating 200 beats/min and I couldn’t breath. It was one of the scariest things I have ever experienced. I didn’t know then that I was having a panic attack. Read More