It is no secret that this week I have been sad beyond all of my understanding and all the positive thinking quotes and scriptures I could muster up. No matter how hard I tried to call on Super Woman, she just wasn't rising to the occasion.
It is no secret that these last few months have been harder than usual. Shoot, if I'm real honest about it, this year has been a blessing and a curse all wrapped into one. I defied the odds and lived to see 50 years of age! I should have died in my 30's; and be clear, at one point I was sick enough to die. But with God as overseer, a great doctor, a will to live and doing everything medically possible I made it.
tweets I made 14 months prior. And it was done in the coldest and cruelest way, with no warning, preparation or defense. That made me physically sicker and I ended up on IV medication for 34 days instead of 20. But I seemed to keep it moving.
While I hurt, Super Woman came through for me. I wrote a book, The Politics of Respectability in 22 days and I was still able to get my Summer 2012 RLT Collection completed and on the website in a timely fashion.
Yep! Super Woman was in rare form and I didn't miss one beat. Then the fall came and my world started to fall apart. I learned that one of the closest persons in my life was an altered reality; everything I knew about them was a lie. I had been living in their lie for almost two years. That betrayal made me sick and I ended up on IV.
My world started to crumble. I went from herpes and IV medication for 19 days, to serious nerve pain in my back, face, and legs that shut me down, then a serious cold that shut me down.
In the meantime work was lagging. I'm still trying to get the new designs for RLT Collection completed and that's been a lot of pressure because with no new bracelets on the website, there is no money coming in. Shoot it's bad, I got a sell last night and I wanted to hug and kiss that customer, #ForReal
Email's and Facebook messages are piling up and I seem to be falling down like dominos, one at a time.
And the herpes I get is on steroids or something. I typically get one lesion on my clit area that grows into some super sore.
But occasionally I get more lesions on my vulva and it's like someone just took pilers and pulled layers of skin. Yep, each day since Monday I have gotten a new infected area.
|What a Mediport looks like...|
The decision to get a mediport was the best decision, but it felt like I had been crushed. A permanent line in my body makes this aggressive herpes so permanent. In the last 5 years I kept hoping that we would be able to get a handle on it and I wouldn't need to keep going on IV medication, but that is not the case. That was a devastating realization!
So as my infection grows, I wait to be treated. You get the point! I got so much shit pilled on top of shit, I feel like I'm about to lose it.
I called one friend and they didn't pick up. I know I could have called my BFF Luke, but he's been holding me up all week and I wanted to give him a break. I can't tell you the aloneness I feel sometimes with no family at all.
As I sat in bed listening to Walter Hawkins Pandora, (my fav) Byron Cage song, "Broken, But I'm Healed," came on. Tears started to flow.
I started listening to this one song over and over and over in my iTunes and the more I listened the more the tears flowed.
Super Woman was nowhere to be found. It was just me, Rae Clara and God until 3:00 A. M. this morning.
Broken, I became naked before God... Then this morning it hit me! God wants us to want Him. Matter of Fact, God wants us to understand that there is nothing we can do without Him. The sovereignty of God is Gods gift to us. However, when you are so use to being in "control" you develop this false belief of who really is in control. We begin to think that our free will is God, when in fact, even our free will is a gift from God. I was reminded that I am nothing, nor can I do a thing without God. My resilience is even a gift from God. I was so busy trying to conjure up Super Woman, when I should have been calling on God.
The more God blesses us, the more we seem to forget the sovereignty of God and that arrogance becomes our God.
The first step in Alcoholics Anonymous and Al-Anon is to admit that we are powerless over alcohol/drugs and our lives have become unmanageable. Mainly because the addict thinks that they can out think the drugs and those affected by the addict think that can out think the addict. When in fact, the drugs becomes the addicts God and the addict becomes the God of those impacted. Whoever, whatever you think and talk most about is your God.
Often times we try to assume the roll of God in our lives, when God just wants us to depend on Him. So I'm surrendering! I can't do this on my own. The more I try to be all that, the more insane I become.
What I know for sure is, I can do nothing outside of God's Grace. But I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.
Even my ability to think is a gift from God. Sometimes we become to smart and to great for our own earthly good.
In my brokenness, I became naked before God. When we strip before God, there is healing for the mind, body and spirit. I'm Broken, But I'm Healed!!!