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I have been pretty sad today and am struggling.  I was going to write a post on the Holy Thursday readings, on Passover and on Jesus washing His disciples’ feet but I am having trouble with what to say in reflection on the two readings.  I came up with a poem. Didn’t know what to name but here it is.

Today sadness is in the air

I know God is *there*

But the road has been like climbing a mountain

Jesus made the hardest journey of all

Taking the road to Golgotha

In the ultimate act of love

Jesus died on the cross for all of us

Trying to give my pain over to God

In union with Jesus on the Cross

But I’m struggling so bad due to my loss

Some thoughts: The lesson in Exodus 12: 1-8, 11-14 is that God is always there for His people, for those who follow Him. God is there for us when we repent. He is there for us during our troubles. I know this. But for some reason today I feel so empty and down in the dumps today. Part of it may be the medicine I’m on because sometimes I feel like I need to cry but it feels like I can’t cry due to the medicine I’m taking.

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On Thursday I started taking hormone, hormone replacement therapy since I had a hysterectomy in September.  On Friday I woke up feeling sad. I had an interview at noon but it started snowing a couple of hours before my interview and the roads were pretty awful to drive on so I left pretty early but since everyone was driving very, very slow due to the horrible snow conditions I ended up getting to my interview about 15 minutes late. The interview went okay I guess but I had a hard time remembering examples from other job related experiences.  It really took my all to remember. Overall I felt sad, frustrated and not really like myself but I think the interview went okay.  As I headed home, still having to deal with the snowy roads an ever-growing sadness began to come over me.  After my husband left for work, I cried and cried and don’t know why.  I would stop crying for a period of time then would start crying again. This happened over a 2-3 hour period.  And I don’t know why. I woke up yesterday filled with sadness.  Even Kevin said I looked sad. Today I am a little less sad but still have a sadness about me. I don’t want to be sad. I don’t understand why I’m feeling so sad lately. I do think it is hormone related. Before I started taking the hormones I was happy and fine for the most part. At times I was working through some emotions related to the loss due to the hysterectomy but turning the corner nonetheless. Now I feel like I’ve been hammered backwards by a freight truck or something.

During this time I spoke to God, praying to Him for guidance. Praying to Him for a sign.  I opened up my Bible to Psalm 23 – The Lord is my shepherd.  I know God is with me. I know that our Lord is watching over me and with me as I go through this bit of struggling but this verse cemented it. God was telling me that He is beside me as I go through this dark valley in my life. God sure did answer. Thank you God. God will help me as I go through this bit of  what I would call hell on earth.  God is with each of us as we go through life’s struggles. He is there to listen to us.

A few days ago I started reading The Interior Castle by St. Teresa of Avila and that is also helping me. The book is really speaking to me. St. Teresa had her share of struggles and health issues but she had a love and faithfulness for God that is very inspiring. She truly trusted in His will. I love the picture that pops into my mind as she describes the interior castle. I highly recommend that people read The Interior Castle. You can download the audio here.

 

Here is one of my favorite songs.

 

Hopefully I will get to post on the Blog of the Year Award later today.  I’m sending a very big thank you to everyone who have been so thoughtful to bestow me with this award. God Bless.

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I have been struggling emotionally since Wednesday morning.  I saw my doctor and he said everything is healing well.  Thank goodness that physically I am feeling better than I was over the weekend.  At the end of my visit he said I’m going to miss you and later on it hit me like a ton of bricks and I started crying. I have been crying on and off for two days. I’ve had him as a doctor for 16 years and he has been a big part of my life because of the endo. Well that is going to change now. It isn’t that I’m not going to see him at all because that’s not the case. I will see him once or twice a year but that will be a big change from the past. I began seeing him when he pretty much started seeing patients. And when I was in so much pain and struggling with endo at the beginning he believed me when my mother and others didn’t. This meant and means a lot to me. He has been *there* for me. This change is gonna be hard for me, at least in some respects. Emotionally I just need time.

In my struggles I prayed to God and He led me to this scripture verse:

Oracle on Tyre:
Wail, ships of Tarshish,
for your port is destroyed;
From the land of the Kittim*
the news reaches them.a
2
Silence! you who dwell on the coast,
you merchants of Sidon,
Whose messengers crossed the sea
3
over the deep waters,
Whose revenue was the grain of Shihor,* the harvest of the Nile,
you who were the merchant among the nations.b
4
Be ashamed, Sidon, fortress on the sea,
for the sea* has spoken,
“I have not been in labor, nor given birth,
nor raised young men,
nor reared young women.”
5
When the report reaches Egypt
they shall be in anguish at the report about Tyre.

I’ve got to be honest I’m not sure what this means or what message God was sending me.  I am so drained that I am having trouble thinking.

I did read something over at SR’s blog that helped me out a bit.  In her post What If We Are Where God Wants Us To Be? SR quoted this:

Vigilant through Our Trials

“Stop trying to think out a solution for the moment: there isn’t one.  One day there may be; God will then show it to you.  In the meantime, accept it all as being the big thing for God and His Church that He asks of you-that, and the depression too.  You will find the relief of merely accepting, instead of struggling, wonderful; and I include in this, accepting anything in yourself, during the crisis, which seems to you a failure or fault.  Don’t exonerate yourself, but just say you are sorry, briefly, to God, and add that your name is dirt-that’s what is to be expected from you-but you’re sorry, you are forgiven, and it is over.”

Then SR wrote this:

My Note:  I loved this.  Often times, we have feelings such as the writer described.  We feel like“we are not holy enough,” “not trusting God enough,” or “not doing one thing right according to what we have been taught regarding our spirituality?”  Sometimes our circumstances in life, cause many “emotions.”  Fear, depression, anger, hurt, etc.

Maybe if we try and “stay in the moment,”  “tell God we are sorry,” “ adding our name is dirt,”and “offering it to God,”  He can take it and do something with it and us.

We are always trying to “overcome” what we feel are “wrong emotions.”  At times life is hard, and we cannot help but to feel the way we do.  What if we are exactly where God wants us to be, so He can give to us the solution?

 

This spoke to me.  I needed to see this.  Thank you for posting this SR.

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I must admit that since Wednesday morning I’ve been experiencing periods of sadness.  I’ve been crying on and off.  I know the surgery was the right thing to do.  I am not angry with anyone, especially not God. Because I do know that He is looking out for me.  Not that I didn’t know what the operation would do but the past few days it hit me like a ton of bricks that I no longer have my reproductive organs. The procedure is done and believe me I am thankful to God and all his angels because I am feeling so much better but it is so hard…. crying crying as I write this…. I am so sad.  I have been praying and asking God’s help through this tough time but…. I have just suffered a big loss and I just don’t know….

I called my doc yesterday because I thought something was wrong around one of my stitches.  He thought I could have gotten an infection so besides calling me in an antibiotic he wanted to see me to make sure the stitches were okay. This morning as I was waiting to see my doctor tears started rolling down my cheeks.  Just all of a sudden.  I was thinking geesh I sure have been a watering sprinkler lately with tears popping up when I least expect it.  He came in after I had stopped crying and gotten myself together but I ended up telling him that I had been crying anyway.  We talked about it.  He was so understanding. He said that I have a right to be sad and basically that if I wasn’t he would be wondering what’s wrong with me.  He said that he’s sad for me and that he would pray for me during the next week in between visits.  He said for me to continue to look to God for guidance during this time. He made me feel much better.  He is such a caring doctor.  Thankfully I don’t have an infection but the oddest thing happened. I have an allergic reaction to the band-aid and it blistered.  But what’s weird about it and we couldn’t figure out is why I don’t have allergic reactions around my other areas where stitches are. Different band-aid? Who knows?

After I came home I offered a prayer to God asking for his help to guide me through my struggles.  I also asked Him to lead me to the right spot in the Bible.  And yes so amazingly he did.  I opened to Psalm 113: 7-9 .

Psalm 113: 7-9 says:   He raises up the lowly from the dust;

from the dunghill he lifts up the poor

To seat them with princes,

with the princes of his own people.

He establishes in her home the barren wife

as the joyful mother of children.

My first response after seeing this was God is wonderful. God is watching out for me. I know that and have known that for a long time but I have been so emotional these past few days and crying, crying, crying (and I’m not even a crier) that I hadn’t really turned to Him and asked Him for assistance til today.  God has brought peace to me. Now I feel so much better sharing my struggles with the Lord and all my blogging buddies. God Bless.

 

 

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Today we celebrate the feast day of Venerable Matt Talbot, patron of men and women struggling with alcoholism.

I received this in an email from Catholic.org (I would have provided linkage but for some reason I am unable to find the info on Matt Talbot in the site):

Matt was born in Dublin, where his father worked on the docks and had a difficult time supporting his family. After a few years of schooling, Matt obtained work as a messenger for some liquor merchants; there he began to drink excessively. For 15 years—until he was almost 30—Matt was an active alcoholic.

One day he decided to take “the pledge” for three months, make a general confession and begin to attend daily Mass. There is evidence that Matt’s first seven years after taking the pledge were especially difficult. Avoiding his former drinking places was hard. He began to pray as intensely as he used to drink. He also tried to pay back people from whom he had borrowed or stolen money while he was drinking.

Most of his life Matt worked as a builder’s laborer. He joined the Secular Franciscan Order and began a life of strict penance; he abstained from meat nine months a year. Matt spent hours every night avidly reading Scripture and the lives of the saints. He prayed the rosary conscientiously. Though his job did not make him rich, Matt contributed generously to the missions.

After 1923 his health failed, and Matt was forced to quit work. He died on his way to church on Trinity Sunday. Fifty years later Pope Paul VI gave him the title venerable.

Searching the internet I found a couple of pics of a sculpture of Matt Talbot in Dublin and some additional information on his life at VenerableMattTalbot resourcecenter.

“Matt Talbot (May 2, 1856-7 June 1925) was an Irish ascetic who is revered by many Catholics for his life of self-sacrifice and mortification of the flesh.

Talbot was born the second eldest of twelve children to a poor family in the North Strand area of Dublin, Ireland. His battle with alcoholism from a young age became famous through the posthumous discoveries on his body. Having drunk excessively for 16 years, Talbot had successfully given it up and maintained sobriety for the following forty years of his life. He was known to his peers as a generous and, perhaps surprisingly given what was to follow, happy man who gave much of his wage to the poor as well as played an active part in the Irish Transport and General Workers Union in the city. He was, also, an extremely devout Catholic and was reportedly on the way to his third mass on the day he died. CONTINUED

 

 

Let us pray for all those alcoholics and recovering alcoholics who struggle each day to stop drinking and those who try to avoid taking a drink in order to stay sober that they may find the strength to stop picking up that drink or have the fortitude to say no to drinking that alcoholic beverage each day through the intercession of Venerable Matt Talbot.  God Bless.

 

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