God is showing me how a spirit of thanksgiving gives way to the power of healing. God knows I have been hurting; but today, He has blessed me with healing...and the gift of a merry heart!
I may remember the pain again tomorrow--but I'm going to take His dosage of a merry-heart-medicine on a day-to-day basis for as long as He sees fit. Prescription refills are always good, and I'm glad He never runs out of the supply of grace!
"A merry heart doeth good like a medicine: but a broken spirit drieth the bones."My "happy pill" radiated through my smile, my actions, my attitude--and by God's grace, it affected others at work on my first day back with my former employer. Yes, the caffeine surely helped a bit, especially during an all-day orientation for new hires, but still...God's gift of cheerfulness was contagious.
Proverbs 17:22
Seeing familiar faces, even the same UPS guy from 10 years ago, brought a smile to my face...or even the same faces of people whom I had always seen at the food court since I was 21...and even receiving a compliment that I looked like Jackie O with my big sunglasses on!
I know I blogged about this statement once before (or more): "Hurting people are hurtful people; love them, anyway."
While it is true that "hurting people are hurtful people" for the most part, I just learned and experienced this today:
Hurting people can still be cheerful people.
Only by the grace of God...it's a choice that we constantly and consciously need to make.
A merry heart heals.
And that - in and of itself - is a miracle.
And again, I write - As with the many stories in the Bible:
The miracle came after the giving of thanks.
The pain is definitely still there; but God has sent a ray of sunshine to kiss my cheeks and give it a radiant, cheerful glow that no one can take away from me today. Only by His grace...
I will smile, anyway.
Grace.
If God were to ever bless me with another baby one day--and if it were to be a baby girl, I'll give her the middle name of Grace.
