I wrote a few days ago about how the book, Happily Even After spoke to me and my longings to be real. (see that review here.) I don't get a lot of chances to be "real" in my real life it seems. So I'm being real here. With my blogging friends.
I need some help and some prayers. I am struggling with some health issues. Yesterday I had listed my problems in this post, but today it sounds whiny and like I'm feeling sorry for myself. Sorry about that. I just need to know what to do and that's what I need prayers for. I need to figure out how to eat and how to accept the way that I need to eat. I need to reduce stress and be serious about it. There's no more room for being less than committed to it. Life is too important. It doesn't matter that I want to "do it all." Even if my pride is in the way and I want to say "yes" to every request. I have to say no more. I have become physically extremely sensative to stress and my body reacts to it in a debilitating way. There is no room for the pride anymore. Even though it strokes my ego to be the one that the church turns to for so many projects and graphic design tasks, I have to accept that others can do it just as well and my body (and my family) needs me to accept this. Does that make sense?
