Dear fellow warriors,
As you may have noticed, I have been absent for the past few months. Well, I’m happy to say that the Lord has been working on me during this time, and I am excited to share with you what He has been up to.
Not long after I returned from Arkansas, I went back into a bad state with the CRPS. This time was much worse than the five years previous. Fellow warriors understand the pain to the max, gastroparesis, and black outs leading to brain fog. Depression trying to take over. Well, during this flare, the Lord was working on my heart.
In short, I was deceived into thinking I had hope to give personally, but there is only One who can give hope.
When I first started this blog according to His leading, it was meant to be an encouragement for those in the fight with chronic illnesses all over the world. It has been that, to an extent. Where I have failed is that I tried to encourage you all through my limited and worldly knowledge. I grew so arrogant in my own “wisdom” that I tried to place myself in a savior-like position to help other warriors. I placed myself on a pedestal, thinking I could save people.
I was badly mistaken.
There is only one Savior, and He is greater than I will ever be. The Heavenly Father graciously reminded me of this by humbling me through the pain, bringing me to a place that I would finally listen.
What He taught me could be summarized with one book of the Bible: The Book of Job.
For those of you who are not familiar with it, I highly recommend you take the time to read it, very eye-opening. I will quickly summarize:
Job was a very righteous man and followed God completely. God knew Job to be a man of strong conviction and commitment, and He allowed Satan to test Job’s faith, to take away Job’s possessions and place an illness on him. Job’s friends saw what was happening to him and told Job he must have done something wrong because “only the wicked are punished.” Job wanted to plead his case before God, not understanding why God was allowing him to suffer. God came down in a whirlwind and gave Job His viewpoint, reminding Him of who is God and who is not. Job was humbled and convicted by this and submitted himself to God’s holy will, to which the Lord replied by restoring Job’s health and possessions tenfold.
What is the moral of the story?
Well, despite the pain or suffering that comes into our lives, the Father allows us to go through it to strengthen our faith in Him and glorify Himself through it. His ways are far, far higher than ours. As the psalmist wrote in Psalm 30:5,
“Weeping may tarry for the night, but joy comes in the morning.”
The suffering we endure today molds us for what He has in store for us tomorrow.
So, what does this have to do with my own journey?
Well, as He was graciously bringing me back into remission, I began writing songs He inspired me to compose. Music has always been a calling He placed on my life, but it took Him humbling me through the CRPS to bring me to the place where I was willing to submit to His will over my own. The songs He has and continues to give me are not meant for me or my own glory. These are meant to point you to Him and to encourage you that when the night is darkest, He is the dawn that will usher you into the new day. He is our only HOPE.
With all this being said, this marks a new beginning for Treasures On The Sand. I, through the Lord’s guidance, will be shifting the blog’s focus back to what it was meant to be: A vessel of encouragement and a street sign that points to the One who is the ultimate Healer and Savior of all, The Lord Jesus Christ.
Thank you all for your patience and support through this time, it is truly a blessing to me. I pray that the Lord continues to work in all of your lives as well, believer and non-believer alike.
God bless you and keep you,