“It will go away, and you’ll feel better”, everyone kept telling me. Morning sickness (a.k.a. lunch sickness, afternoon sickness, evening sickness, middle of the night sickness…) was unbearable at times. I was sick from the time I woke up until I went to sleep, and on some occasions, I slept all day to avoid being awake and nauseous. Everyone kept telling me I would be ok, or offering some type of advice about what worked for them, which only frustrated me further because I literally tried it all. Ginger tea, ginger snaps, hard candy, sea-sickness bands, crackers every five seconds, lemon water, vitamin B, tummy easing this or that, candied ginger. You name it, I am pretty sure I tried it. For two months, I felt like I had the flu. I had days where I thought I could not do this anymore, where I begged God to do something to end it.
Yet, somehow, I clung to that promise, the idea that eventually it would go away, even if it was in July when baby is born. I would feel better eventually, it is not permanent. Because isn’t that what we all need and long for when we suffer? The knowledge that this isn’t it, it’s not permanent, it is not forever, this pain is temporary. And that is what we have in Christ. We know and can rest in the fact that the pain and heartache we feel is not forever. Jesus told us that we’re going to have trouble, but He also said whoever follows Him will have eternal life. He is our promise of the end of the road. The good, painless, joyful end, where we cry and struggle no more.
And that is a promise we have. That if we are in Christ, this life we live is not forever. These sins we struggle with and pain we have is not forever, it will end. On January 1, 2015, I finally started feeling ok again. The promise that it will get better had come true. And it reminded me that heartache and struggle in this life are going to come, it’s going to be uncomfortable, but it will not last forever.
This too shall pass. Remember that if your January is not full of hope, but full of hardship and loss, if you just don’t know how much longer to hold on, this is temporary and our promise is life to the fullest, and eventually heaven. Let that be your promise this year. The promise and hope of life in Jesus.
Kacy Davis lives in Fort Worth, Texas with her husband, Collin. She is a special education teacher and advocate of those with special needs and loves her job. She spends her time riding bikes with her husband, running, reading, and enjoying those she loves. Kacy believes in reinventing what it means to be a woman and wife who loves the Lord and longs to help others learn to love the Lord with abandon, freedom, and a greater understanding of grace. She writes here.
this is beautiful! I read it to my 83 year old mother. 🙂
Thank you, Kacy. This is a wonderful reminder of the hope to come. Congratulations, my dear, you have much to look forward to. Blessings to you!