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Ghost stories and hopelessness
There is an old North American tale of friends sitting by the campfire. Telling ghost stories at twilight made them jumpy. They became anxious as a faint humming sound grew closer and louder. Screams of horror about bites of a wild beast turned to embarrassment when the campers realized they were only being swarmed by mosquitoes. Hoping to foil the mosquitoes, the friends put out their fire, huddling as complete darkness fell. Imagine their dismay when the mosquitoes came back with flashlights!
In case you didn’t guess, the second attack was fireflies!
Fading hope for Rheumatoid Arthritis
Hopefulness wouldn’t help with the itching, but it might help your nerves at times like that.
Here we sit, my friends, around the campfire. We’ve told some stories. We hear our share of humming. Most of us are scratching. Are you ever tempted to put out the campfire & huddle in the darkness?
Sometimes it seems like everything goes wrong at once. RA can bring a swarm of trouble. I’ve watched strong hopeful warriors be brought low by this disease. I’m no different.
Holding on when hope for Rheumatoid Arthritis (& underwear) is running low
Lots of things are running low. Roo runs out of underwear since I can’t get the laundry done. Don’t worry, we bought more. I’ve run out of hands to hold the phone with or fingers to type with. Oh the elbows with the phone! There are no more parts of me left to help me stand up when my knees or my hips need help. I’ve run out of shoes I can get on. I’m thinking I’m also running out of options for treating this RA. I’m hoping not to run out of hope.
One of my very first blogs was about hope for Rheumatoid Arthritis. I realize how valuable it is. Noticing my hope tank running low, I remembered what I wrote: Hope is not just something you can have, it’s something you can do.
There’s this old song by Out of the Gray that says, “All I can hold on to is Your hold on me.” I used to tell my little ones to hold on tight when we crossed a busy street, but really – Do you think I would’ve ever let go of them? Those kids are teens now and we bought the new Tobymac album together this week. We found a familiar message in the song Hold On:
Wake up to the morning light
wipe away the lonely nights
let a brand new day wash over you,
Wanna see you smile again
show some love to your crazy friends
wipe your tears away
those days are through
If you move just a little bit closer
you can put your head on my shoulder
So baby hold on
just another day or two
I can see the clouds are
moving faster now
and the sun is breaking through
If you can hold on, to the one that’s holding you
there is nothing that can
stop this crazy love
from breaking through
Wake up to the rising sun
thank the Lord for the
things He’s done
lift your eyes up to the
hope that’s ever true
Wanna see you smiling girl
you’re a light in this jaded world
wipe away those tears
this one’s for you
And the stars are up there
shining for you
oh, the Father does adore you
His love will never change
And you and I
we were born to follow
the hope that will lead us to tomorrow
and no one can take it away
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