I keep seeing posts regarding the end of 2020. I hear people saying, "I'll be glad when 2020 is over!! Hurry up 2021!" I just cringe a little, maybe a lot. Because if you're putting all your stock in a new page on the calendar you'd better step carefully.
In December of 2018 I had my gallbladder removed. Some recovery fairly speedy but I did not. I had a severe reaction to the wound tape they used in many places on my torso. I looked like I had a strange case of the measles. It created a red hot itchy pain that far beat the pain from the surgery. I couldn't do much about it and I finally just hung my head and had a good cry. I was miserable. Several times I remember thinking, "Ughh, come on 2019! I am so over you 2018!" And now here's a little bit about my 2019.
In April I went to the ER three times in the span of 2 weeks. It's ok if you're smirking at this point, but I really did feel like I was dying. It was a very very scary time. I started researching my symptoms because the ER wanted to treat me for dehydration, panic attacks, etc. and nothing had helped my situation. I am a Type 2 diabetic so I also started researching my medicines.The third time I was taken to the ER I needed a wheelchair to get in the building, my legs were kaput all of the sudden. When the attending saw me I had a request. I asked, "If you're going to draw blood anyway, would you PLEASE test my Lactic Acid?" And when the results came back, I had double the lactic acid in my body and was admitted and in a room within the hour. I also had severe gastroenteritis. After 3 days in the hospital I was sent home with orders for different diabetic meds. I slowly got better but it took a while. My summer was pretty well shot. In September I was feeling better and decided I'd mow the yard. This wasn't a new task, I love mowing. But that day I had a terrible accident near our retaining wall. The mower and I both flipped and I was taken to the ER by ambulance. Angels were on duty that day. I had not one single broken bone: however, I did need 4 months of Physical Therapy to avoid the need for surgery on my shoulder joint.
Now back to 2018 when I was ready for the year to be over and for 2019 to get here......
See what I'm talking about? Would I have wished so hard and looked so forward to what I thought was all my troubles being over if I'd known what 2019 held? Of course not!
Don't pin all your hopes on a number, a year, 2021. Put your Hope in the One who is Hope.
As the song says, "All my Hope is in Jesus". He is the one that got me through 2019 and also 2020. I have no clue what 2021 holds, but he does and he promises that he'll never leave you or forget about you. May God bless you and keep you.
