Previously entitled, Dear Caregiver, a blog site with the goal of encouraging fellow Christians
Sunday, October 25, 2015
The Sunshine and the Rain of Life
like the weather always had its ups and downs for me. As a
caregiver some days felt stormy, and on those days I felt that I
couldn’t persevere in my care-giving responsibilities any longer.
On other days life tended to take on a certain rhythm and
pattern and was workable. In 2009 in the midst of my
care-giving days I wrote the following:
is a rather cold dreary day outside, as I write my blog post. We have
been having some rainy days of late also. I guess we all prefer the
warm sunny days, but we need the rain also. What a picture of our
lives also. The plants would shrivel up and die, if they received
only sunshine and no rain. So we also would shrivel up into something
undesirable, if we did not have the rain and the storms in our
with its responsibilities at times brings on a storm of emotions
and/or dreariness of spirit in my life. Sometimes I long for the way
things used to be before my husband was diagnosed with his
neurological disease. Then, however, there would have been lessons in
character building and faith building in my life that would have gone
always tends to be a mixture of joys and sorrows, but I think the
experiences of care-giving tends to highlight these swings back and
forth in one’s emotions. As a caregiver I was joyful in my faith
and in my relationship with my Lord. I was thankful that I knew He
was always with me. It was difficult living with the reality of my
husband’s disease, however. I was happy that the struggles of life
were making me stronger in my character, in my faith, and as a
person. I struggled with the fact, however, that
care-giving often had to be so emotionally exhausting, and
I wondered why life had to be so difficult.
mourned the fact that my husband’s balance issues, mobility,
speech, and a host of issues continued to decline. I mourned the
flatness of his personality and the changes in his personality from
what I had known for so many years previously. I, however, found
joy in the times we spent with our grandchildren and in our pleasant
times with family. I found joy in my faith and in the comfort and
strength my Lord gave me. I found joy in the promises of God’s
Word. I found joy in the beauties of creation all around me.
care-giving years were very difficult years in my life. I realized
that I had to cling tightly to my faith in order to survive. I also
learned that I had to look for the blessings in my life. Finally, I
discovered that the joyful things in my life were definitely better
because of the sorrows.
caregiver, life is a mixture of joys and sorrows. There are a number
of deep heartaches in caring for a loved one with a terminal illness.
In spite of all this look for the joys and blessings in the midst of
the storms in your life. It will help you persevere.