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And that afternoon, as the sun slanted low through the changing autumn leaves, I remembered to savor the moment, soak in the beauty, breathe deeply and feel the immensity of God.

Being asked to help can sometimes be as difficult as asking for , because it can feel awkward, uncomfortable, aggravating and inconvenient. Yet we are called to open the door to inconvenience.

Biblical lament is an honest, vulnerable expression of pain, a crying out to God in faith as we are suffering.

Chronic illness is hard. Pain is hard. Isolation is hard. The financial cost is hard. Grieving is hard and necessary and sometimes takes far longer than we ever imagined.

Could our plodding, our daily persevering through a life we didn't expect, don't want and didn't choose, actually bring blessing?

Each of us has a story - a unique, valuable, integral part of the whole story of God. Your story is important. It matters.

God has graciously sewn laughter into our days, bright moments tucked among the shadows of illness and pain, and while those moments don't change our circumstances, they can lessen our pain and shift our hearts toward joy.

Hard times, when held with open hands and a tender heart, can prepare us for the future.

Is it possible that there are things we can only learn in the darkness, in hardship, in suffering?

It isn't our circumstances that make life worth living. It's God.

Maybe it's less about what we can do than about how much we can love. More about walking with others through the pain than seeking a solution for the pain. Maybe presence is our greater purpose.

Often when we seek comfort, what we long for is healing. If God removed the pain, frustration, discomfort or illness each time we sought His comfort, would we be drawn to Him out of love or simply opportunity?

On our difficult paths we need truth to speak louder than the lies of despair.

Purpose from God's perspective looks entirely different than purpose from culture's perspective.

Pushing our pain aside...diminishes our human experience.

Recently God asked me the same question in a new way, "And if I don't allow you to heal, if I never remove the pain, will you still trust Me?

Story, because it is relatable, memorable and often unobtrusive, can help us to see through new eyes.

...story is where hope begins.

Sustained loss can sometimes seem never-ending, like a bleak, eternal winter of the soul. Yet spring always returns. Even on the heels of the longest, coldest winter, tender new growth emerges from once frozen soil.

True lament isn't an expression of weakness, whining or self-pity. It's an authentic expression of faith.

We can feel isolated and powerless when living with chronic illness, but what if your story begins to bridge the barrier or open a way for someone to connect? What if your story offers a glimmer of hope to someone standing at the edge of desolation? ...What if your story starts the conversation?

...we fail to live in the moment. We miss the laughter, beauty and joy in our midst, trading them for stress, frustration, anxiety and anger. We forge ahead consumed with the destination while missing the journey. In a sense, we're taking God's precious gift of presence and time and telling Him it isn't what we want, that we don't have the time.

What if illness - the stripping away of our health, our dreams, our understanding of who we are and what our future holds - is really a gift - God offering Himself to us unencumbered by all the noise, all the things that clutter our hearts and so easily fill our days? Because what if that quiet, stripped-away space is where hope is found? Where God leans in close whispering love to our weary souls until it becomes as familiar as the beating of our own hearts?

Worry is a knock-off bauble masquerading as Truth, but costing us dearly.