I think it is also because of the GBS. I can't do much with my body, except eat I guess. I can't run or do any sports, I can hardly get up if I sit on the floor. This is bringing me down, I know. That's why I enjoy my Land Rover so much, it multiply my (little) strength and I feel I can go somewhere. I still can carry my 4-year-old JP for some time, but I can't react quickly in a ping-pong game, I can't stand for a long time (short time maybe?) because my feet hurt. I'm 39 but I feel like I am dying already.
Oh wicked condition!
I don't understand God's purpose in this. I know there is one, don't know what it is. I have prayed that the Lord would take this away from me. He has not yet done so. It is His time and I must wait patiently. Maybe He doesn't want to do that or maybe it will take longer. Whatever his decision is I just ask he keeps my children safe. That is all that matters.
Isn't it interesting how God has created this feeling in parents? That their children are always above anything? It never stops amazing me.
Thank you God.
