Wednesday, October 26, 2011

Flexibility

“I am a man of fixed and unbending principles,
the first of which is to be flexible at all times.” – Everett Dirksen

I distinctly remember sitting in our newly built home as a newlywed, with dinner on the stove growing colder by the second, and Rex still wasn’t on his way home from work. I remember the irritation, the hurt and the frustration I felt. I was flexible enough to try to keep his food warm for a while but when it reached the point that I was risking burning it, my flexibility maxed out. I also remember voicing my frustrations to a mentor in my life. Thankfully, I was blessed with a wise mentor. She spoke firmly, “Chrissy, you have to be flexible in your expectations of Rex and your marriage. He’s out earning a living for you. You just need to be there when he’s available. You can be happy for the time you do have together, or you can make it terrible when he’s home and not enjoy one another. It’s your choice.” Following her advice, I learned to become flexible.

Rex and I formulated a new game plan for dinner: Rex calls when he’s on his way home, whether it’s 5:00, 6:00 or 8:00, and I finish dinner off so it’s ready when he walks in the door. We are now five months shy of our 10 year anniversary and I can tell you, dinnertime is not a source of stress in our marriage. I’ve learned to go with the flow. We’ve found methods that work for us to have peaceful dinners, whether it’s early or late. The key was being flexible.

I’m not suggesting that flexibility is easy. In fact, it’s quite the opposite. Flexibility forces you to let go of expectations, of pride and of plans that were made. “Being flexible and versatile is an advantage if you have the desire to succeed at anything you do. You will experience day to day difficulties, delays and frustrations in your demanding work and life and when dealing with people. There are times when you have to deal with situations that do not fit in or interrupt your schedule.” from About Personal Growth.com

Day-to-day annoyances and set-backs are inevitable but we choose whether to roll with them or fight them.

Here are some ways that I was flexible recently:

I planned to run in a threesome on Sunday. Something came up with my other two partners. No big deal, I’ll hit the road by myself. And I’ll get to wear earphones in both ears instead of one on this run!

I was sending urgent emails yesterday and, for no apparent reason, they stopped sending! I later discovered that an over-height semi truck had taken out the power lines several miles away, and all communication was down in the area. This one was totally out of my control! Rather than have a fit about it, I saved the e-mails to a file, brought them home and sent them from a different computer.

I assisted in hanging murals at our church in the nursery that were 10’ x 30’ in size. It was a lot of work but they turned out beautifully and we were done by the end of the day. The next morning, I received a call. The murals had fallen off the wall! “Seriously?” I thought. “Like, a few inches??” I asked, hopeful. “Let me send you a picture,” my contact said. OH MY! They had almost completely fallen. I called the artist that I assisted. He had never seen anything like this and he has been doing it for over 20 years. Plans change: the murals had to be re-hung that day—we just used a different adhesive the second time. I was thankful for the patience of the church, and that I had help. Although I did not plan on this glitch, it was manageable. I was just grateful that something could be done to rectify the situation.

I ordered photo thank-you cards from Walgreens for my kids’ birthday party. I received a confirmation that said they would be ready in one hour. Four hours later, I went to pick them up and the order hadn’t been sent to the store. “There must have been a glitch somewhere,” the manager explained. So, I returned home, e-mailed support services and they re-sent the order. The next day I went in to the store once again to pick up the order and they still did not have it! Ugh! As frustrated as I was, it wasn’t the end of the world. Yes, it would be a few more days before our guests received their thank-you cards. In the grand scheme of life, however, it was no big deal. I was the only one who would even know the difference. I decided to be flexible and not become stressed out over the hold up.

Two weeks ago I had an MRI. The technician shared with me that she ordered the results to be “stat.” I wasn’t sure if that was good or bad. I waited by the phone. And I called them, twice. No results. Unfortunately, I was supposed to go to San Francisco the day after the MRI for the Nike Women’s Marathon. When I didn’t hear from the neurosurgeon’s office, I decided to cancel our trip. I reasoned that I could always run the next year. I had to become more flexible in my desires. In the end, it all worked out. My running partner’s husband ran with my bib, and gave ME the Tiffany & Co. finisher’s necklace!

The point to all these stories is that, whether our speed bump is large or small, we need to be flexible enough to roll with it and not allow a speed bump to become a parking spot. For me personally, flexibility is part of my faith.

In Proverbs 3, the Bible says, “Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding. In all your ways acknowledge Him and He will direct your path.”

That’s my key. Him. When He is directing my path, it’s easier to pray instead of stress.

Wondering what happened when my doctor’s office did finally call back? They said they could detect a change, but not one significant enough to bring me in before my scheduled appointment two weeks later. And so I’ve been waiting for going on two weeks now, and struggling with not knowing. That’s a hard place to be for a strong Type-A personality like myself. I’ve had to give it to God. I’ve had to let the worry part of me go, and be flexible enough emotionally to put my faith in God, and not in myself. After all, He’s got the whole world in His hands.

I’m praying that God would bring good results from my MRI when I meet with my doctor tomorrow. And I hope you’re still praying that for me as well.

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Tuesday, October 11, 2011

Choosing to ask for prayer

Immediately I became flushed with emotions that aren't really "normal" for me anymore. Fear. Anxiety. Worry. Fear. And more fear.

It happened last week on my way home from picking Logan up from school when I felt my leg and it was completely numb. The entire mid-thigh region was NUMB! I panicked. "Dang! I have to get home. I have to lay down. Is this a migraine? A stroke? Is this something else, something NEW!?"

In my years of suffering from migraines, I have yet to have one begin with numbness in my leg. Numbness IS a part of the cycle, but never at the beginning, and never hitting in the mid-thigh part of my leg first.

The fear. I cannot afford to have a migraine. For days after the onset of a migraine, I am not well. It takes it out of me, literally. I move slowly and think slowly for several days after one of these monsters hit me. Then there's the fear that it's the start of something worse than a migraine or that it means something is wrong. When I experience the same symptoms I had right before my diagnosis or weird symptoms I've never had before, fear always wants to creep in and torment me with "what ifs" and worry. 

Then coincidentally, two days after this incident, my neurosurgeon’s office called. “It is time to schedule your six-month MRI,” the friendly scheduler explained. Instant fear set on me like a storm cloud. "Really!?" I thought. "I have a terrible episode and then they call? Does this mean something??"

Likely not. But fear creeps in in ways one cannot imagine. His name is the devil. I know this because fear is not from my God. Fear is not a part of the plan. 

  "For the Lord did not give us a spirit of timidity, but a spirit of power, love and of self-discipline.” 2 Timothy 1:7. "The Lord is my light and my salvation; whom shall I fear? The Lord is the stronghold of my life; of whom shall I be afraid?" Psalm 27:1. I repeat these words often. 

Fear is a dark shadow that envelopes us and ultimately captures us, with chains we put on ourselves. All of us have put these chains on at one time or another. Fear of failure, fear of sickness, fear of losing a job or losing someone close to you, or fear of _____ (you fill in the blank). Last night, when I was drowning in a pool of fear and crying myself to sleep because my head was throbbing at the exact point where I had surgery, the Lord comforted me.

Then this morning, in His usual way, the Lord blessed me with a verse during my quiet time. Psalm 105:4-5 “Look to the Lord and His strength; seek His face always. Remember the wonders He has done, His miracles, and the judgments He pronounced.” Psalm 105 was written by David. The first 15 verses of this Psalm are a celebration. The theme is about God’s mighty deeds in bringing Israel to the promised land. Remembering His miracles encourages us to focus on Him and keep living close to Him. In dramatic fashion, I was able to read the living Word and be encouraged.

My God is a God of miracles. He was then, and He is now. Whom shall I fear? Seriously! I am a miracle. I was told once that I only had 2-6 months to live and now I am here, raising my kids on the earth. I refuse to sit back and allow Satan to impose fear upon fear and lie upon lie on me. I refuse to wear the chains.

I have a choice. I could choose to focus on the "what ifs" of the future, wonder why I've been feeling so crappy lately and stress about the MRI results...or I could focus on the fact that God has been faithful--throughout all of history and certainly in MY life! I choose to remember what He has done, and to continue seeking His face. 

I have another choice. I could choose to creep into my shell and fight the fear alone, or post this and ask for your prayers.
Tomorrow (Wednesday), at 9:30 a.m., I am having an MRI. Would you please lift me up in prayer? That the procedure would go exceedingly well, and that the news would be news to celebrate? Will you pray with me that my current symptoms are related to weather change, stress or exhaustion and that the pain would go away and not be substantiated by tumor growth?

The Lord is my light and salvation. Whom shall I fear? I thank you for your prayers.

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