(from a year ago… I wrote this as I was a little more than half way through chemo)

It’s the Monday before my fifth treatment on Wednesday.  My life has taken on this new, abnormal chemo-pattern.  This is the day I begin fighting anxiety and start having “nesting” instincts.  It’s a sort of panic to get everything in order – all my ducks in a row- before the next infusion.  I almost hyperventilate over EVERYTHING.  My poor family has to endure all the stress and flipping out that I do.  By Tuesday night I have worked myself into a frenzy, accomplishing nothing – well, except for bringing a spirit of discouragement to my husband and kids.

I have come to realize that the stress is my way of trying to regain control of my life.  It’s my futile attempt to show that I have a say in how things are going to go.  Our church is currently going through an eight step recovery type emphasis.  The first step, or choice is – realize I’m not God.  The actual confession reads, “I admit that I am powerless to control my tendency to do the wrong thing… my life is unmanageable.

That statement has so resonated with me.  Everything about my life is unmanageable right now.  I can’t control my health, my family, my schedule, my image, my house… not one thing.  As I realize this, it brings both a sense of freedom as well as fear.  Matthew 5 says, “Happy are those who know they are spiritually poor.” I am admitting that I am powerless to do it on my own.  I am spiritually poor.  I need other people, and I need God.

Now I’m longing for the “happy” part of the promise.  Letting go means letting God.  That’s a tough order for a recovering control freak such as myself.

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Psalm 33:22 (NLT)