A cheerful look brings joy to the heart, and good news health to the bones. Proverbs 15:30
It’s Sunday afternoon, the sun is shining, the birds are singing, the neighbours are gardening and I’ve just been sitting outside with a great coffee chatting to my husband and soaking it all up. I am unable to get to church still because of my mobility and stoma issues. That day may come again but it also may not, a reality I’ve had to come to terms with. So, as not to miss out completely, among other things today, we enjoyed listening to a sermon together, streamed on Facebook, downloaded from an Anglican Parish in Toowoomba. Not a bad way to have church actually, sitting amongst the flowers in the sunshine in our own backyard.
I feel really happy today. I’m enjoying what I can and focusing on that rather than thinking about the things I can’t do. Not easy, a concerted effort to change my mindset was needed but it was well worth the effort. It’s always worth the effort, as the moment the focus shifts to the possible rather than looking at the impossible, that’s the moment a cheerful heart can emerge. Don’t get me wrong, dreaming of the impossible and believing it can happen is also important at times but when the very basics of life are verging on the impossible every day, a dose of reality and being grateful for what you can do, is so important.
I’ve had a really tough few months with some bad news both personal and on the health front. Two weeks ago my Specialist told me that my bones are now not only dead but disintegrating and the bone graft 5 months ago has just dissolved as if it never happened. Plus, my leg is still well and truly broken 21 months on from the initial break. Since my last surgery 3 months ago and with the progression of my disease, my legs have been so disabling, I haven’t been able to walk, sleep comfortably, sit, get in and out of chairs or the car or do much at all really without excruciating pain and fatigue. I’ve also had the worse Rheumatoid Arthritis flare since diagnosis 6 years ago.
I’ve needed some encouragement over the past few weeks and it’s been a bit hard to come by when feeling so overwhelmed by my situation. Pain relief is even harder to come by but an encouraging word means so much, especially when you are really limited in what you can do. Encouragement can come from friends and family, even strangers or from something you’ve read. The little proverb I’ve quoted above was on my “daily reading” calendar this week and it reminded me how much a cheerful heart really is the best medicine. It reminded me that I am on the right track when I focus on helping others, encouraging others, surrounding myself with things that encourage me and make me happy. It’s good medicine to do that. According to the Proverb, it even brings good health to the bones to give a cheerful look!!
So why are my bones so bad you may ask, especially those of you who know me well and know I give cheerful looks constantly. Well, I don’t think it’s supposed to be literal. It means to give a cheerful look or to be cheerful, gives you a sense of well being and when battling a chronic disease or dealing with any difficult chapter in your life, that sense of well being is exactly what is needed to help sustain you. That being said, I did smile and felt very encouraged that the Proverb says “good news brings health to the bones”. A sense of hope flooded my soul and that’s a good thing. We all need hope and I know that my seemingly hopeless situation is well and truly in God’s hands and if He wants to send me good news that will bring health to my bones, then I believe that is absolutely possible.
In the meantime, without the good news of a cure, I am resolved to remain working on having a cheerful heart, giving cheerful looks and encouraging words to others, knowing that it truly is good medicine 🙂