So here I was, Friday morning and I can't sit still. My kidney stone has once again moved to a spot that was unbearably painful. I took the meds, no relief in sight.I went to the doctor, they sent me to the imaging center and now on to a urologist. I hurt most of the day, but they called me from the urologist's office at 4:30 out at Pedro during the team meal where they wanted to see me. I told them that wasn't a possiblity until Monday and they asked me to make sure I drank a lot of fluids, took my meds and stayed active. None of which is a problem for me at all.
Saturday I got up feeling a little bit better, but still hurting. I fought off the urge to shut down all day as I went to the church to meet with some people about a wedding, print the children's bulletins out and get some things accomplished. I got done there and went to play some softball with Alexa and that is when it started to hit. I got sorer and more uncomfortable the more we did it. We got home, I ate some lunch and loaded up for the races. We drove to the races though I honestly for the first time in my life debated turning around and heading home 2 different times during the trip to Gainesville. We got there, I got things set and then found out something I didn't want to know. The most painful thing on a kidney stone attack is strapping yourself in side a car and having it launch violently. I've always thought the car rode smooth and didn't accelerate that much until Saturday night. The pain was so bad that I actually had to stop and throw up after a few of the runs on my way back to the truck just from the pain. It was a long and excrutiating night but I did decent and won enough rounds to qualify for the team to go to division finals so I am happy I endured it.
Yesterday I preached on Faithfulness first and foremost. I talked about the fact that Paul said his life was of zero value if he didn't finish the race GOd had called him to complete.
"However, I consider my life worth nothing to me, if only I may finish the race and complete the task the Lord Jesus has given me--the task of testifying to the Gospel of God's grace." Acts 20:24
If Paul's life is meaningless unless he endures the pains and afflictions that come with sharing the gospel, then my life should fall into the same category. I should value nothing accept faithfully doing the things that God has called me to do. That's reaching this community for Christ. Whether through, football, softball, racing, eating lunch at the schools or any other means I must remain faithful. But, even more importantly if I can be passionate to race through throwing up, unbearable pain and discomfort then I surely better be able to endure a plateau or two in the church's growth. I better be able to endure the things GOd is calling me to, if I can endure great pain for a hobby!
Thanks for reading and have a great day!
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