Friday, October 26, 2012

Life as a River

Life was never promised to be constant. Never in His instruction manual did God ever promise that it would be. It is like a river. Constantly moving, constantly changing. Sometimes overflowing, sometimes nearly dried up. Sometimes making waves that splash over the banks, sometimes peaceful and smooth as glass... And who would want an unchanging life, anyways. Think about it. If a river gets blocked off, has no flow in or out, it becomes stagnant. Things rot and decay. Things die. It literally stinks. Who would want that? God does not want that for us. Definitely not in our spiritual life (really how much life can you bring to His Garden if you are rotted and decayed inside?), and especially in our physical life. My favorite passage right now in this time of ebb and flow, of known and unknown, is Jeremiah 29:11-14. It speaks to me so much right now.

Jeremiah 29:11-14
11 For I know the plans I have for you,” says the Lord. “They are plans for good and not for disaster, to give you a future and a hope. 12 In those days when you pray, I will listen. 13 If you look for me wholeheartedly, you will find me. 14 I will be found by you,” says the Lord. “I will end your captivity and restore your fortunes. I will gather you out of the nations where I sent you and will bring you home again to your own land.”  (NLT)

I know that God has great things planned for us. I also know that he never promised that the road would be paved and smooth with nice, clean little rest stops and amazing free points of interest along the way (anyone know of an awesome glass jar museum?). It is going to be bumpy, hilly, rocky and at times down right difficult to tread. But he promises amazing things at the end of our journey.

Our life, My life, is changing in so many ways lately. I, we, have started on so many journeys right now. I am trying to change the way my family eats and approaches everything that has to do with our bodies. I have found a love for making herbal anything. Though that is a road that is most often paved with good intentions... I have tried to keep chemical medicines out of mine and my family's body. Though I have faltered many times... Like today...

I have had a horrible sore throat for the last couple of days and I have tried to treat it naturally. But I was afraid that it may be strep throat. I didn't trust my very little self taught herbal knowledge to be able to treat it effectively. And being around all my babies, I didn't want to risk infecting them, so I went to the doctor. It was just "allergies", with all the farmers picking cotton and plowing peanuts around here, and it was making it's way from my sinuses down my throat and into my upper chest. I got a steroid shot and an antibiotic shot. I also got a perscription for antibiotics and cough medicine with codeine. I admit, my new natural side was ranting and raving "It's going to take me forever to get this stuff out of my system! And not to mention rebuilding the flora in my gut! (not that it was perfect to begin with...)" And then the practical side of myself says "Hey, you have an obsession with soda and french fries, not to mention the convenience food habit you are trying to kick. You have done really good on kicking the wintergreen habit (which, if you really know me, you know how much of an accomplishment that was. I could go through a large bag in less than two days... it was bad... but I have been wintergreen free for 10 months now... perhaps that should be a subject for another post sometime... my theory on addictions no matter how small... hmmm.... and i am rambling...). Don't be so hard on yourself!" See... A rocky road...

But, I do feel a bit better. My voice is starting to come back and I can almost speak a whole paragraph without feeling like I am struggling to force air through my swollen throat. That's something to be said for modern medicine. And I choose to believe that everything I was doing on my own (gargling grapefruit seed extract mixed in salt water, eating Tbs of honey, taking garlic pills, drinking licorice and marshmallow root tea) weakened the debilitating effects of this horrible crippling illness (ahm... sorry... got carried away)... To try and redeem myself, I have some slippery elm and licorice root tea throat lozenges drying in the oven... Baby steps... Tiny little baby steps...

Hubbyman has been telling me that I need to get back on this blog. To tell my stories and my journeys and my recipes. I think I may start doing that. I don't like the title of my blog. I need to change it. I have no idea what to change it to... Have any ideas? Ramblings of a mad woman?
Anywho... I plan on getting on here more. I plan on sharing with you how our many journeys are progressing. And the many stumbles, ruts and tripping over our feet along the way. And maybe, it might help someone get through some of the stumbles in their own journey. Because, hey, we are human.
But, God is Divine.

~b