Reality

When I finally went home and reality hit me I became extremely depressed.

I hadn't figured out how to do things for myself yet like

transferring

or going to the bathroom. I was angry at God for what I thought was 'Him picking on me'

once again

.

I was in excruciating pain that required very strong painkillers for any semblance of relief.

I gave up on life and just slept as much as possible. It was pretty easy with the help of my medicine, which knocked me out minutes after I took them.

One day while I was waiting for my medicinal oblivion to kick in I decided to ask God the question that loomed in my head anytime I was awake and aware enough to acknowledge 'the crappy life'

I thought

I had.

I angrily said once again, "Why me, God?! I asked for healing and I received this 'Crap'?! What are You doing to me?!"

His answer came calmly, giving me a feeling of total and complete peace: "Merrym, you asked for healing and I gave it to you. You've been healed 'MY WAY', which you may not understand now. Eventually you will use this also to bring glory to My Name."

For you are God, O Sovereign Lord. Your words are truth, and You have promised good things to Your servant.

2 Samuel 7:28

I am blessed

Merrym Dawn Mathis Bruce