Sickness and Spiritual Strength.

This week, I found myself battling bronchitis and asthma, my physical body weakened by the stress on my lungs. As I lay in bed, struggling to breathe and cough, I felt the weight of loneliness settling in. Memories of my mother's care flooded my mind, and I couldn't help but cry out in desperation.

But even in the midst of physical weakness, my spirit reminded me that I was not alone. I turned to Colossians 1:15-20, where I found comfort in the knowledge that Jesus, the visible image of the invisible God, has been with me since the beginning of time. He is the Creator of all things, including me, and I am a perfect creation designed to please Him.

As I reflected on this truth, my soul rejoiced in the peace that comes from knowing Jesus. Despite my physical body remaining weak, my spiritual body grew stronger. I realized that my true sickness was not my physical illness, but my spiritual state. And Jesus, the Great Physician, has healed what was truly ailing me – my spirit and soul.

In this moment of vulnerability, I was reminded of the gift of redemption through Jesus' blood. I thanked God for accepting me as His daughter and for the opportunity to trust in Him blindly.

As I continue to recover, I hold onto the promise that Jesus is always with me, even in the darkest moments. I will trust in Him, even when my physical body is weak, knowing that my spiritual body is strong in Him.

In Jesus' Name, Amen.

—MC©️

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