For those of you who do not know me, or are new to my blog, I was diagnosed with fibromyalgia almost a year ago. As a result, I had to resign from a job that I absolutely loved-working with teenage girls in the student ministry at our church. For the first couple of months after my diagnosis, everyone on staff at the church and the close friends that our family has made since moving to Texarkana, were incredibly supportive. They would call, text, or stop by our house to visit me whenever I would have a particularly severe flare up. Their encouragement meant the world to me.
And then.... something happened.
All of the sudden those very same people who claimed to love me... who claimed to be praying for me... who claimed to be my friend, stopped. I don't know what caused this sudden change of heart, but it completely crushed me. Those so called "friends" of mine began treating me as though I had the black plague. It's been 9 months since I've heard from any of them. I don't understand what I did wrong? It's not like I asked for this disease. It's not like I don't pray every single day that the Lord would heal me. But what hurts the most is that those "friends" told me when I was first diagnosed with fibromyalgia that I would not have to walk through this alone- yet that is exactly what I have done. Out of all of my friends, only one remained. Michelle- if you are reading this- thank you.
So, I began praying that the Lord would begin placing new friends into my life. I prayed that new opportunities would present themselves for me to connect with other women especially, because I've always felt that it was important to have some really good "girl" friends in your life. I started this blog at the end of last year as a way of being able to connect with other similar minded people- and the Lord has definitely answered my prayer!
Thank you, Lord, for answering my prayer! I never would have guessed that the answer would come via my blog... but I'm so thankful it did.
