Thursday, that horrible monster, the Migraine, came lurking around the corner and quickly pounced. I’m helpless when it comes. Nothing can interfere with its awful stare. Nothing cures its awful bite. I’ve dealt with it for about ten years and it’s never fun.
The Migraine is especially hard to deal with now. I have a little eleven week old that needs me. I just can’t function when it comes.
So when I quickly realized I couldn’t do the errands I had planned, I let the people know that I was supposed to meet up with. And one dear friend offered to watch Katherine for several hours. I knew I needed to take her up on it. I needed help.
It’s always been hard for me to ask for help. I’ve always been a very independent person, and I tend to think I will burden or inconvenience people.
But Thursday reminded me that I need to ask for help. I need to accept help.
I’m not supposed to do everything on my own.
In the midst of awful pain on Thursday, I could sit and be filled with gratitude. I was thankful for the time I was forced to rest. I was thankful for the reminder that I can’t do it all on my own. I was thankful that someone offered to help.
And at the end of it all, I was reminded that allowing someone to help you can actually minister to them. I wasn’t a burden, but a blessing. And I needed that reminder.
And today I had another migraine. I always look forward to the weekends because we get to spend time together as a family. But today wasn’t fun. All I could do was lie in bed and pray the pain would end soon.
And once again, in the midst of the pain, the Lord ministered to my heart.
My dear husband spent the day with our little girl. I could hear them together and it made my heart so glad. He allowed me to rest and it meant the world to me. Seeing Spencer love Katherine makes my heart grow so much fonder for him. My love for him grows as he loves and serves us both.
So I’ve been reminded that there are blessings beyond the pain and wonderful lessons to be learned. No matter what may come, there is always something to be thankful for.
Sarah loves Jesus and her family and is passionate about addressing the urgent spiritual and physical needs around the world. She is the wife of Spencer and mama of Katherine and Claire, and they live in Nashville, TN. She runs a photography business with her husband and writes in order to offer encouragement and invite others to choose grace, joy, and gratitude in the adventure and the mundane. She loves traveling and reading; she will choose unsweet tea over sweet and bootcut jeans over skinny; and she is all sorts of awkward with small talk but thrives with deep conversations.