“But thou, O LORD, art a shield for me; my glory, and the lifter up of mine head.” Psalm 3:3
Illness impacts us all at some point. It may be a grandparent or parent. It strikes the young and the old and we have to respond whether we want to or not. I know I have thought privately and talked to those close to me about the concern of facing an illness that makes me unable to care for myself. None of us want to be in that position but we do not dictate when and if we have to face that challenge. During my first husband’s illness we wrote a blog. We shared many personal moments but not all. Cliff became so ill during one of his stays at Moffitt that he didn’t know who anyone was around him and needed constant care. I would lie beside him in the hospital bed and rub his hands and feet and put cream on his sweet bald head. I wiped tears from his face and lifted him up to drink so that he wouldn’t become dehydrated. After his passing, there were days that I couldn’t physically get out of bed. I would turn my face away from Cliff’s side of the bed and weep. I remember crying out to God asking him who was going to take care of me. He showed me Psalm 3:3 that was underlined in Cliff’s favorite Bible.
“But thou, O LORD, art a shield for me; my glory, and the lifter up of mine head.”
GOD was going to take care of me. God was personally going to reach down and lift my head and offer me protection, comfort and support. What an amazing gift. I still argued with God many times after that over my human lack of understanding and desire to have Cliff back to lift my head but God has been compassionate in spite of my frailty.
Are you broken and needy today? Have you suffered new loss or relived a past loss? Are you dealing with illness or heartache? Accept God’s offer to provide support and comfort as the “lifter of your head.”
Still Choosing Faith,