If Only… NASA, Amy, and Youth

Sometimes the difference between an intricate, highly complex machine working or blowing apart is down to a simple, small component’s integrity at one single moment in time. NASA learned this lesson the hard way in both the Challenger and Columbia disasters. In both cases, the defective components were made months and even years before either shuttle was assembled.

As the symptoms of my MS have progressed, I am reminded of how “fearfully and wonderfully made” (Ps 139:14) each of us truly are. Despite billions of dollars worth of research, centuries of learning about the anatomy and physiology of the human body, and life-long careers devoted exclusively to trying to figure out what goes wrong to make MS activate, there is still so much we don’t know. In the early 1600s, German mathematician and astronomer Johannes Kepler was correct when he described his study of planetary movements as “thinking God’s thoughts after Him”. This statement is true in every avenue of mathematics and science, especially in the study of biology.

Somewhere, somehow, some way, long before I ever had any symptoms of my Multiple Sclerosis, all the viral, environmental, hereditary, and biological elements were just right to kick this disease into action in the biological petri dish that makes me me.

My immune system got all confused and started destroying itself. Thanks to MRIs, I have seen for myself the white smears and dots scattered across my brain and spinal cord where tell-tale signs of damage can be easily seen. It remains inexplicable how it happened, but that doesn’t stand in the way of it being true. All my progressive, worsening problems with balance, walking, incontinence, dropping things, quick and excessive fatigue, tingling, and slow processing are all due to these white globs that made their initial marks nearly thirty years ago.

It’s staggering to imagine that such small blobs etched out so long ago have created the big problems I deal with every day.

Hmm, I feel a life lesson coming on. Sometimes it’s the little, but wrong, things we allow ourselves to do early in life that eventually turn out to be our undoing in the end.

If only someone would have checked the integrity of the O-ring on the right solid rocket booster before the Challenger took off, seven lives would have been saved. If only one day we could figure out what causes MS and how to stop it before other people’s neurologic integrity becomes comprised and they end up going through a progressively worsening disease process. If only we ourselves strove to live Godly lives and to teach the young how to choose right, so many lives would flourish and God would be glorified. If only.

Changing Seasons

A chill in the air, pumpkins, bales of hay, colorful leaves, small town festivals and fairs, costumes and candy, long sleeves, and warm bowls of chili.  Autumn is my favorite season and I am not alone. More poems have been written extolling Autumn’s winsome ways than any other season. One of my favorite childhood memories is playing with my younger sister for hours in the leaves.  I would rake “roads” out of the leaves in the backyard and she would “drive” her Tonka Truck through them all with Ken and Barbie dressed up in their warmest outfits in the driver and passenger seats.  

It wasn’t until I was older that I understood how the changing seasons reflect the stages of our lives.  I am now in the early autumn of my life as the big 50 lies in wait to spring upon me in six months time. I miss the never ending energy and gusto of the spring of my youth.  I fondly remember the excitement and first-time experiences of living through the summer season, too. All the “adult” things like the first job in my chosen profession, buying my first house and my first car, being entirely responsible for budgeting my first paycheck…and so on were exciting times.  During the first two seasons of life the sun hardly ever seemed to set and youth had enough vitality to live the long days to their fullest measure.

Now, in the early autumn of my life, my energy wanes like the shortening days, with fewer productive hours to get things done.  There are not nearly as many firsts to experience, either. However, what has been lost from the previous seasons has been made up for in privileges only afforded to those blessed with long years.  I have lived long enough to have naturally accrued some wisdom along the way.  

I’ve learned how to tell the difference between what is important and what is not, and the truth from a lie.  People are more important than things. I can look back and see how God has led me through the fires and floods to safer, higher ground.  And I have learned having fun is different than living a life of joy, the latter being so much more important and meaningful. Chasing after experiences does not equate experiencing life to the fullest.  The fullest life is one that surrenders self in order to experience the indwelling of the living God, Christ living in me and me living in Him.

As the trees change to autumnal colors and I find myself purposefully traveling roads with hilltops that afford me a larger breadth of view so I can soak in all the beauty, I look back over my life to see the distance I have travelled.  Not all the views are beautiful, I’ve not lived perfectly, just humanly. However, I can see and feel the hand of God lifting me higher and higher until the dead and barren patches are covered over with His forgiveness, mercy, grace, and loving-kindness.  He calls us all to live, move, and have our being in Him (Acts 17:28). He really does make all things beautiful in His time (Ecclesiastes 3:11)!

God’s blessings,
Amy  

Father’s Love Letter

Get ready to feel loved.

My Child,

You may not know me, but I know everything about you.   Psalm 139:1 

I know when you sit down and when you rise up.   Psalm 139:2

I am familiar with all your ways.   Psalm 139:3

Even the very hairs on your head are numbered.   Matthew 10:29-31

For you were made in my image.   Genesis 1:27

In me you live and move and have your being.   Acts 17:28 

For you are my offspring.    Acts 17:28 

I knew you even before you were conceived.   Jeremiah 1:4-5 

I chose you when I planned creation.  Ephesians 1:11-12 

You were not a mistake, for all your days are written in my book.   Psalm 139:15-16

I determined the exact time of your birth and where you would live.   Acts 17:26 

You are fearfully and wonderfully made.   Psalm 139:14 

I knit you together in your mother’s womb.   Psalm 139:13 

And brought you forth on the day you were born.   Psalm 71:6

I have been misrepresented by those who don’t know me.   John 8:41-44

I am not distant and angry, but am the complete expression of love.  1 John 4:16 

And it is my desire to lavish my love on you.   1 John 3:1 

Simply because you are my child and I am your Father.   1 John 3:1

I offer you more than your earthly father ever could.   Matthew 7:11 

For I am the perfect father.   Matthew 5:48 

Every good gift that you receive comes from my hand.   James 1:17

For I am your provider and I meet all your needs.   Matthew 6:31-33 

My plan for your future has always been filled with hope.   Jeremiah 29:11 

Because I love you with an everlasting love.   Jeremiah 31:3 

My thoughts toward you are countless as the sand on the seashore.  Psalm 139:17-18

And I rejoice over you with singing.   Zephaniah 3:17 

I will never stop doing good to you.   Jeremiah 32:40 

For you are my treasured possession.  Exodus 19:5 

I desire to establish you with all my heart and all my soul.   Jeremiah 32:41 

And I want to show you great and marvelous things.   Jeremiah 33:3 

If you seek me with all your heart, you will find me.   Deuteronomy 4:29 

Delight in me and I will give you the desires of your heart.   Psalm 37:4 

For it is I who gave you those desires.   Philippians 2:13 

I am able to do more for you than you could possibly imagine.   Ephesians 3:20 

For I am your greatest encourager.   2 Thessalonians 2:16-17

I am also the Father who comforts you in all your troubles.   2 Corinthians 1:3-4 

When you are brokenhearted, I am close to you.   Psalm 34:18 

As a shepherd carries a lamb, I have carried you close to my heart.   Isaiah 40:11 

One day I will wipe away every tear from your eyes.   Revelation 21:3-4 

And I’ll take away all the pain you have suffered on this earth.   Revelation 21:3-4 

I am your Father, and I love you even as I love my son, Jesus.    John 17:23 

For in Jesus, my love for you is revealed.    John 17:26

He is the exact representation of my being.   Hebrews 1:3 

He came to demonstrate that I am for you, not against you.    Romans 8:31 

And to tell you that I am not counting your sins.    2 Corinthians 5:18-19

Jesus died so that you and I could be reconciled.    2 Corinthians 5:18-19 

His death was the ultimate expression of my love for you.   1 John 4:10

I gave up everything I loved that I might gain your love.    Romans 8:31-32 

If you receive the gift of my son Jesus, you receive me.    1 John 2:23

And nothing will ever separate you from my love again.   Romans 8:38-39

Come home and I’ll throw the biggest party heaven has ever seen.   Luke 15:7 

I have always been Father, and will always be Father.    Ephesians 3:14-15 

My question is…Will you be my child?     John 1:12-13 

I am waiting for you.    Luke 15:11-32

Love, Your Dad.

Almighty God

*Permission to copy and reprint providing that it is used in its entirety and the following copyright notice is displayed…Father’s Love Letter used by permission Father Heart Communications ©1999 FathersLoveLetter.com

(Sometime earlier this week I got the idea to write a letter imagining it was from God to us, His children, using a compilation of verses. I got a little way into the project before thinking I should Google it to see if anyone else had embarked on the same endeavor. Sure enough, someone had done so and did such a masterful job there was no need to recreate the effort on my own. Thankfully, the anonymous person has allowed the letter to be reprinted, provided the copyright be sourced. I hope you have been as touched by these words as I have. To the glory of God!)

Lovingly Disciplined

“The Lord disciplines those He loves” (He 12:6)  

When my sisters and I became teenagers and we were being sassy or mean to each other my Dad always said the same thing, “You need an attitude adjustment!”  We knew we had better change our tone and behavior or he would get busy changing our attitude himself, whether we liked it or not. It wasn’t always easy to swallow down the feelings and words but we knew there would be no second warning and his discipline would be swift to follow unless we obeyed.

Even though as adults we have outgrown our parents’ discipline, we will never outgrow God’s. Titus 2:11-12 tells us, “For the grace of God that brings salvation has appeared to all men.  It teaches us to say ‘No’ to ungodliness and worldly passions, and to live self-controlled, upright, and godly lives in this present age.”  The Greek word used here for “teaches”, according to Lexical Aid to the New Testament by Spiros Zodhiates, is the same as “discipline” and means “to bring up a child; to educate”.  It particularly relates to the moral and spiritual nurture and training of a child in order to influence their conscious will and actions, or in other words our attitude and actions.

We are instructed in He 12:7 to “endure hardships as discipline; God is treating us as His children.”  Further, in verses 9-11, the Hebrew writer explains that our earthly fathers disciplined us as they thought best and we respected them for it. However, God disciplines us for our good so that we may share in His holiness and live. No discipline is pleasant to endure, but if we submit to it and allow God to train us by it, it will produce a harvest of righteousness and peace within us.

When we feel ourselves under the discipline of our Father, we need to:

  1. Let it happen by submitting to Him and not ignoring His parental rights to us.  Although God teaches each of us differently through varying earthly trials, I think most of the lessons center around the same types of things I have learned from Him over the years, for example: greater dependence on Him, humility, training for even more difficult matters in the future, the difference between right and wrong, and to pull our attention back to Him and away from ourselves.
  2. Allow Him to change our mindset or attitude and then to purposefully and willingly let our actions be impacted by Him.  Our actions are a direct result of our attitude. If we allow Him to have control of our mind, then our actions, or acts in the body, will follow.
  3. Remember the reason for discipline, as described in He 12:10, is “so that we may share in His holiness.”

Holiness unambiguously explains God’s fundamental character; He is holy. We are called to be holy, to be made in the image of Christ. “Make every effort to live in peace with all men and to be holy, without holiness no one will see the Lord”, He 12:14.

We become holy through faith in the sacrifice of the body of Jesus Christ (He 10:10). When we are united to Christ through baptism we take off the old self of sin and death and become a new creation. We are born again as a child of God and, just as earthly children resemble their parents and have similar characteristics, we take on the attributes of Christ, including His holiness. “Just as He who called you is holy, so be holy in all you do; for it is written ‘Be holy because I am holy” (1Pe 1:15-16) and “You ought to live holy and Godly lives as you look forward to the day of God and speed its coming” (2 Pe 3:11-12). The apostle Peter also says to, “prepare your minds for action; be self-controlled…As obedient children, do not conform to the evil desires you had when you lived in ignorance. ” (I Pe 1:13-14). This brings us full circle back to the idea that our mind, or attitude, is directly linked to our actions. Our attitude and actions reveal whether we have learned from His discipline and allowed Him to teach us how to make an “attitude adjustment”, to live “holy and Godly lives”.

Discipline is hard but the end result is definitely worth it because it’s benefit is of immeasurable worth. “But now that you have been set free from sin and have become slaves to God, the benefit you reap leads to holiness, and the result is eternal life (Ro 6:22)!

To the glory of God!

Amy

Alisa Childers Review of Nadia Bolz-Weber and the Sexual Revolution We Need

I have been giving a lot of thought to this subject the past several weeks. These are very real and present issues within our society and everyone needs to understand just what is what. I appreciate Alisa Childers and her dedication to Christian Apologetics. After reading this blurb, follow the link to her blog. “It may seem shocking that progressive pastor and theologian Nadia Bolz-Weber had women send in their purity rings to be melted into a sculpture of a vagina. It’s not that difficult for a Bible believing Christian to see through that—but before you write her off—know that her new book, Shameless: A Sexual Reformation is already a best-seller on Amazon. She is endorsed by big names, and has tremendous influence on young people. Read my review of Shameless up now at the gospel coalition.

Life as a Yo-Yo

Lord, I am a yo-yo
And you hold the string.
When I am low 
You pull me up again,
Sometimes it seems 
You don’t pull hard
‘Cause I don’t go up very far.
Then, I hang
Suspended in time
While the string
Slowly unwinds.
One day I’ll make it 
To the top,
Keep pulling LORD,
Please don’t’ stop!
Problems get in my way,
The string gets a little knot,
But with you in control, LORD,
The knot comes untied.
Keep on pulling LORD,
Help me to climb
This long and hard string of life.
For when I’ve made it 
To the top
I know I’ve made it to YOU!

~Donna Golden

Up and down, dangling and spinning, rewinding and trying again only to drop like an anchor to the end of the string again. A life lesson in a yo-yo.

Yesterday I had zero energy and could barely walk, I had to ride my scooter just to get to the bathroom or to the kitchen for a drink. For no discernible reason, I walked better and had more energy today. Monday I tried to dust the house but was only able to get the TV done before petering out. Today I cleaned the kitchen AND was able to dust the living room and part of the computer room before fatiguing.

The same is true of life in general. Just when you have finished your hard earned degree the market crashes and jobs are scarce. Right after you finished remodeling and making your house just right, your spouse gets transferred and you have to sell up and move to a different state. The child you’ve long prayed for is finally born but she has a difficult medical condition.

The apostle Paul’s life was a yo-yo. At times he was amid crowds who responded positively to the Good News of Christ and was surrounded by those who loved him and supported him in the congregations he helped establish. But we also know he barely escaped an assassination plot and was held for years in prison before eventually being killed for his faith in Jesus as the Son of God. He told the church at Philippi that he knew what it was to be in need or to have plenty and had “learned the secret of being content in any and every situation, whether well fed or hungry, whether living in plenty or in want” (Ph 4:12). Taking it a step further, he told the saints in Rome that he rejoiced in his sufferings (Ro 5:3).

How? Paul explained himself further in Romans 5:3-5 when he said, “…suffering produces perseverance; perseverance, character; and character, hope. And hope does not disappoint us, because God has poured out his love into our hearts by the Holy Spirit, whom He has given us.” Paul knew his suffering produced something, it wasn’t for naught. Every time he suffered through difficult circumstances and learned how to persevere, his personal character grew. When we successfully endure through struggles it encourages us, and not only ourselves but others, too, and this produces hope.

Like the string of a yo-yo, our lives rise and fall between the constant interchange of perseverance through suffering and the encouragement and growth that inevitably follow. There are two brands of yo-yos in this life – Hope and Despair. You can actually chose the one to which you want to attach your string of life. You can ride through life’s ups and downs with apathy and dishonor leading to a life of despair, or you can attach your string, like Paul did, to Hope. As Paul said, “hope does not disappoint us, BECAUSE God has poured out His love into our hearts!”

Time on My Hands

I often think of my Grandma Lois. By the time of my earliest memories of her she had already retired as a teacher and had lost my grandfather, Frank, in an automobile accident. She never learned to drive a car and, since she lived in a small town, there was no public transportation available to her. She rode the Older Adults Transportation Services – OATS Bus occasionally to get to doctors appointments, but had to register a week in advance in order to use the service. Our little town did not have a good sidewalk system back in the ’70s and ’80s for pedestrians and, besides that, she had trouble with her legs which prevented her from walking more than a few minutes at a time. We would swing by to pick her up to go to church on Sunday mornings and evenings as well as Wednesday nights and my Dad always took her to the grocery store on Saturday mornings with us, but other than that she was basically home-bound.

I spent a lot of time with grandma growing up and was always excited to stay with her because she knew how to keep my sisters and I busy with things we didn’t really do at our house. She had a small house but it was filled with wonder. There were birds to watch at her many feeders and a field guide by which to recognize them; there were flowers to plant and water; she had a marvelous collection of children’s books that I loved reading through again and again; she always had something cooking and she took the opportunity to teach us how to work in the kitchen using cool things like a meat grinder or cookie-press; she sewed and quilted and let us watch as she made beautiful things; she had pegboards with houses, trees, cars, and lamp posts to make into a city as well as my Dad’s old Lincoln Log set from the ’50s and a round, tall cylinder of Tinker Toys with which to build. She let us play “beauty shop” with her hair and ate who knows how many Red Hots as “medicine” when we played doctor with her.

But I also knew she had many more days when we were not there to keep her entertained or, probably and more likely, her to entertain us. It’s from these days I have reflected and learned so much over the past few years. She had nothing but time on her hands yet she was never bored or angry about being stuck at home. I was there often enough that I was able to see her living her daily routine and have been able to piece together how she was able to use her time at home instead of killing it or resenting it. Now that I am semi – home bound with my MS, I have an ever growing gratitude and love for her example of how to live a full life at home within a small, daily confinement.

Here are the essential elements I saw her use and have employed myself in order to keep motivated, growing, learning, and busy at home.

  1. Set a relatively consistent schedule of the six essential activities of the day: waking up, breakfast, lunch, dinner, bathing, and going to bed. Fixing these six activities to set times allows you to build a skeleton time frame for adding other things to your day. It also keeps you oriented to time, an important anchor for cognitive awareness.
  2. Keep yourself connected to the outside world. I do this each morning after breakfast by scrolling through various news sites, checking the weather, checking in on the social media platforms I use, and writing cards, sending texts, or calling friends who have been ill or could use some encouragement. Doing this helps foster a sense that you are still engaged with people and emotionally a part with others.
  3. Make time for God. This is one of my favorite times of the day. Begin with a prayer asking God to give you insight and understanding, move on to an in depth Bible study, allow for time to reflect and write down what you’ve learned, and end with a good long prayer full of thanksgiving, praise, a summary of what you learned, petitions on behalf of others and then yourself, forgiveness, and help to do something good for His kingdom today. Doing this will keep you emotionally, mentally, and spiritually grounded for whatever you are facing in your life. It’s a wonderful feeling to be in communion with God through Jesus Christ!
  4. Get involved in a hobby or interest. There’s only so much TV you can watch without feeling like the world is seriously trying to dumb you down. I’ve set my heart on learning German and try to devote some time to chipping away at it each day. I also read, listen to books on tape, crochet, cook, work puzzles, and obviously, I’ve recently started writing this blog. Having a variety of interests to choose from has helped to keep my days from feeling stale and boring. These activities have also given me something to look forward to each day, an event.
  5. Plan time to rest. Yeah, I know it sounds silly, but it’s an essential part of living life with MS and I bet you could benefit from a little down time, too.
  6. Have a regular routine and/or cycle of chores to accomplish each day. This is important to help you feel like you are contributing to the running of your home and gives you a sense that you are needed and useful. Laundry, dishes, feeding pets, making the bed, cleaning house a little each day, taking out the trash, getting the mail…you don’t have to do all of these every day but set an achievable goal for yourself.

Perhaps you have other ideas on this topic that would be useful for others. I would love for you to share them in the comments.

Best regards,

Amy

Part 2: It Takes Both Rain and Sunshine To Make a Rainbow

In part 1 of this two-part post I told you the essential story of my Multiple Sclerosis to date or, if you will, the daily “rain” in my life. Now, if I stopped there all I could ever expect would be perpetual, devastating floods that would eventually drown the whole of me into an ocean of hopelessness. But, to the praise of His glory, this is not where things end!

God has created each of us to be more than just simple, physical creatures satisfied by nothing more than the air we breath and the food and water we intake. He has created us in His image and in doing so we reflect, albeit to a much more limited and imperfect degree, His palette of emotions as well as a spirit which will live on once we leave this life. Therefore, all of us have emotions which, when properly trained, can transcend the physical realities of our circumstances. We also have a spirit within us that longs for something, someone greater than ourselves. Our spirits cry out to be restored to fellowship with our Creator; wanting and needing to rise above the physical needs of our bodies. My spirit found the one, true, living God when I was 13 years old and from that moment on faith in God and Christ, His Son, has filled and overflowed my life with joy.

I don’t have complete control over how my MS affects my body nor the vicissitudes from day to day of what it will or will not let me do. However, I do have control over how I allow my emotions and my faith to run my life. Psalms 19:9 says, “The fear of the Lord is pure, enduring forever”. Did you know that “the fear of the Lord” is an Old Testament expression meaning “reverential trust”? Yes, once we realize Who God is and His holiness, we will fear Him because we realize who we are. We are not holy and knowing Him reveals our sinfulness. That is why Proverbs 9:10 tells us that “the knowledge of the Holy One is understanding”, it reveals our need. But once we yield to Him and become His by putting on Christ His Son through baptism, our faith is based upon a reverential trust in God to keep His promises. Once we have trusted in who He says He is and the promises He has made, we go the next logical step by submitting to Him. The most beautiful and wonderful example of this submission is by our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ. Of Him it is said, “Sacrifice and offering you did not desire, but a body You prepared for Me; with burnt offerings and sin offerings you were not pleased. Then I said, “Here I am – it is written about Me in the scroll – I have come to do Your will, O God” (He 10:5-6). Further, the Hebrew writer describes the moment when the time of Christ’s passion came. Hebrews 5:7-9, “During the days of Jesus’ life on earth, He offered up prayers and petitions with loud cries and tears to the One Who could save Him from death, and He was heard because of His reverent submission. Although He was a son, He learned obedience from what He suffered and, once made perfect, He became the source of eternal salvation for all who obey Him.”

Of course Jesus trusted God, He had just been in heaven with Him and had left Him to come here. But look what that trust enabled Jesus to do! He reverently submitted. And so, that is what I will do. I will live each and every day trying my best to reverently trust and submit to God my Father.

Trusting and submitting to God has benefits that far outweigh my physical limitations. He offers the “fruit” or “gift” of His Spirit, which Galatians 5:22-23 lists as, “love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, and self-control.” The Holy Spirit has been given to us as our “Helper” or “Counselor” (John 14:16) and His “fruit” or “gift” has everything to do with how to manage my emotions when living with this disability. These are how I will stay emotionally strong through whatever MS or life throws my way. I will love the things MS has taught me. I will find joy in the things I can still do. I will find peace in the knowledge that God understands my limitations. I will practice kindness and goodness because others may be experiencing greater problems than I am. I will be thankful for God’s steadfast faithfulness to me and pledge to show mine to Him out of gratitude and because there may be others who would be encouraged by my example. I will let his gentleness toward me influence my thoughts, feelings, and actions toward others. I will allow all the other components of this great Spirit given gift to learn and practice self-control.

God is the sunshine mentioned in the title. The rain of our broken lives mingled with the sunshine (or Sonshine 😉) creates the most beautiful of rainbows. After all, what was a rainbow given as a reminder of in the first place (Genesis 9:16)? A promise!

Part 1: It Takes Both Rain and Sunshine to Make a Rainbow

I’ve struggled with how to write this. I have attempted it now for two days on several occasions but the words just weren’t there. I’ve had 2 persistent questions I can trace the first origins of to the fall of 2001. Although I’d had three full blown flair-ups of my MS over the previous 11 years after my diagnosis, all the symptoms disappeared after the relapses and I couldn’t tell any discernible difference physically between before and after they took place. But 2001 marked a change. After the dust from my relapse that year had settled, I noticed I fatigued more easily and quickly than usual (the number 1 symptom of most MSers). I also began to have some issues with my bladder (also a highly common symptom) and my coordination was just not like it had been before. That’s when the seeds of “What’s going to happen to me in the future?” and “Am I going to have to stop working?” first started stewing in my mind.

Well, from 2001 onward to the present time, I have had 1-2 exacerbations a year with the exception of 2007 and last year, 2018. My symptoms have been typical for MS and, with regard to walking, the following have come, gone, and some have stayed: poor balance and coordination, muscle cramps related to too much muscle tone in my calves and thighs, tingling, heaviness in my legs, the feeling of pins and needles in my legs and feet, total numbness making it nearly impossible to know if I have moved my legs, and a total inability to walk at all. Other parts of my body have been affected, too. I’ve had numbness, the feeling of pins and needles, tingling, and heaviness in my arms, face, and torso as well as problems with dizziness, coordination, bladder and bowel dysfunction, and word finding problems. But worse than all of these has been the fatigue related to MS. The fatigue is unique and is caused by all the damage done along the nerve tract over the years to the myelin, or coating that wraps the nerves to help the signal move along quickly, just like the insulation around a wire that carries electricity. When myelin is destroyed, the signal from the brain to the different parts of the body can’t get through very well, or sometimes at all. Your body has to work extra hard to make the signal get to the parts of your body that have been affected. All this extra work requires energy. Your nervous system can’t work without electrical impulses so it will use however much energy it needs to get the job done. Of course, no one has a limitless well of energy. Therefore, when the majority of your energy store is being used up just to communicate signals in your body necessary to function, it leaves a very shallow pool from which to draw from to do everything else.

It’s very hard to describe the fatigue of MS. It doesn’t have anything to do with how much sleep I get or how much I rest during the day. Sometimes I wake up after a good night’s sleep and, first thing in the day, the fatigue is so great I can hardly hold my head up and I can feel the energy ebbing away just by blinking my eyes. Other days I wake up and seem to have energy to walk and go about my activities but then, WHAM! In a matter of seconds fatigue hits and I have to stop immediately and rest for hours in order to recover enough energy just to sit up again or to walk across the room.

Over the course of my professional years working as a speech language pathologist (SLP), I have had to make accommodations for my MS in order to continue doing my job. First, I had to stop working with little kids because they just required too much energy and would wear me out quickly. Next, I had to stop travelling so much while working in a private practice because driving made me tired. This was followed by having to change jobs to one where I didn’t have to travel at all, then I started using a scooter at work, twice I had to reduce my hours, and finally I took medical retirement 2 1/2 years ago . Since then, I have worked at a local university 2, six hour days per week, in the fall and spring semesters, supervising graduate students in the clinic as they learned how to do therapy.

I just resigned my position at the university this past Friday. I had been struggling with another down turn of my MS since October, 2018 which ultimately culminated in a full-blown exacerbation mid-January, forcing me to miss the first two weeks of the semester as I took and then recovered from huge doses of IV steroids. I returned to work 2 weeks ago but I knew pretty quickly the last hurrah had come. The energy required to get dressed and ready to go, drive, walk in the building, meet with my students, observe their sessions, edit their documentation, get back to my car, and drive home left me absolutely bankrupt of energy. The other 5 days of the week when I wasn’t working had to be spent trying to recoup enough energy to make it back to do 2 more days the next week. I could barely walk independently, get in and out of the bath/shower safely on my own, make it to the toilet… and my other symptoms, such as poor balance, clumsiness, word finding issues, et cetra were worsening.

So, within the space of just a few months, both of the questions I started wondering about way back in 2001 have finally found an answer. As I’ve mentioned in another post, my neurologist and I think I’ve walked to the edge of Relapsing Remitting MS and am staring at the prospect of Secondary Progressive MS a lot more closely than what feels comfortable. I guess that answers the question of what my future is going to look like. I’m so thankful it’s taken 29 years for that answer to come. The 2nd question came to it’s ultimate, final answer Friday.

It’s hard, but not unexpected. I’m sad, but not devastated. I’m still trying to get my head wrapped around it all.

But this is not the end of everything and it isn’t the end of my fight with MS. I’m still alive and I’ll lay out my battle plans in the next installment of this 2 part story.

To the praise of His glory,

Amy

And Now I will Show You the Most Excellent Way

I’m not quite sure what I was expecting when I signed up on Match.com 13+ years ago. I had really just signed up on a whim and didn’t have much confidence anything would come of it. I never imagined that within one month of joining I would find my one, true love and be married to him four months later. God really does work in mysterious ways!

From the very first email through to our first phone call and then to our first time meeting, Todd and I just knew. We celebrated our lucky 13th anniversary this past December and I’m still amazed at how everything in life just keeps getting better and better simply because I’m sharing it with him.

Because I hadn’t really dated much and hadn’t had any real relationship experience before I met Todd, I had a lot to learn. I hadn’t had very many good examples of love in action growing up. My parents had a messy, ugly, no-love-lost divorce when I was young. My maternal grandparents, though they remained married, barely hid their contempt for each other. My paternal grandfather died in a car accident when I was 14 months old so I never had the chance to see their lovely marriage. Half or more of my parents’ friends were either already divorced or going through one, it was the 1970s after all. I heard people say they loved their spouse, but I didn’t see much of it displayed.

In both big ways and small, Todd started showing me right away that love is more than just words, it is comprised of many small, daily actions. Little things, like always keeping my car filled with gas, dropping whatever he is doing to make an emergency run to the store when I run out of an ingredient mid-baking, taking over all the laundry duties because he knows I don’t particularly enjoy doing that chore, always doing the dishes after I cook…the list could go on and on. He doesn’t keep track of the things I do for him compared to the things he does for me. He just does things for me because he knows it makes me happy, there is no scoreboard. Naturally, this has translated into me loving to do things for him. Daily gestures of love and kindness help keep love soft. (“Love is kind.” I Co 13:4)

Of course, like all couples, we have disagreements and/or we inadvertently hurt each other’s feelings on occasion. I saw a lot of arguing growing up and little care when feelings were hurt. I never once heard “I’m sorry” or “It’s my fault, please forgive me” after the fact. No one reaffirmed love afterward, either. What I did see was a lot of withholding, grudges, and games played against each other. However, Todd always, always, always apologizes and says he loves me after an argument or when he sees my feelings have been hurt. He always kisses me and with sincerity says he loves me. He does this no matter what and usually within a minute or two of the occurrence. Well, such gentleness and humbleness of heart is impossible to ignore. I have learned to do the same with him and believe this is one of the most important components of feeling safe and being able to forgive and move forward in love together. (“Love is not rude…it is not self-seeking…it keeps no record of wrongs.” I Co 13:5)

Traditional wedding vows include that you promise to “have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death do us part.” Or, in other words, no matter what happens in life. On our first date I told Todd that I had Multiple Sclerosis. And, I’ll grant you, he didn’t know much about the disease other than it’s not something anyone wants to get. But I will never forget what he said to me, “It’s just one more thing I can learn to love about you.” Seriously, that set the tone for each and every day since. He meant it. My MS has slowly progressed over time since we married. The “in sickness and in health” part of our vows has been a truism. I took early retirement 3 years ago due to my MS, I rely on him to push me in my wheelchair 60-70% of the time when we go out, he has to help me get in and out of the bathtub half of the time, he cleans up my messes because I am so clumsy, and has had to take on many other daily chores around the house that I either can’t do at all or need help doing. As you can imagine, losing the ability to take care of your own needs is a difficult process that is upsetting. He has loved me through my tears, helped me keep perspective, and is my number one source of encouragement. Every single time he says the same thing to me, “It is my pleasure.” I told him the other night that he makes me feel safe. He had the sweetest smile when he turned in response and said, “Good, then I’m doing my job. That’s my goal. You are safe.” (“Love always protects…always perseveres.” I Co 13:6)

The apostle Paul said, in I Corinthians 13:8, that “love never fails”. Indeed, it is the “most excellent way” (I Co 12:31)