From an article originally posted February 14, 2013…

Friends, I cannot thank you enough for giving me the space to have a bad day. You give me the freedom to share my weary. Jill Briscoe once said Christians have such a hard time when they aren’t happy. In her talk, she challenged me to choose a new mood and see what God has to teach me in that place.

Yesterday was a day to grieve. I may or may not have left the bed. I was weary of the hard road of cancer. My heart was weary, weary, and you all loved me. Today, my heart is not so heavy. I have played bears with my little girl. I had coffee with a friend, and I had a long talk, not about cancer, with my seester.

I have been given many books and devotions focused on cancer. Yesterday a dear woman brought us dinner and she brought me a pamphlet Joni Eareckson Tada wrote facing cancer as a quadriplegic. I opened the book and read it cover to cover. I trusted this woman to be gentle with me in my suffering. I knew she would not minimize my pain, but I also knew she would tell me the truth and point me to Jesus. She certainly did.

Here are a few of her gentle, honest words that comforted me last night and helped get me out of bed this morning:

I hear from the doctors today. I would love to say I’m done with my weariness, but that wouldn’t be truthful. Grace will show up in the midst of the answer that comes.

Dear reader, is your weary heart driving you to Jesus or growing your heart in bitterness? Do you trust your moments, minutes, days to the one that loves you? There is room for suffering, but don’t do it alone. There is One that longs to walk your weary moments with you.