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She had found her place.
She was satisfied.
She had substance and purpose.
Then, all at once, life, which had promised only good, interrupted with pain.
She was bleeding–not excessively. Just continually. Everything that was once pure became tainted by the introduction of this new evil.
Her sense of solvency was challenged. Now her money had only one purpose:
“Heal me. Stop the bleeding. Give me back my life as I knew it.”
A change was necessary. She went from having a life to needing to live.
For to live is finding a way to continue your life when it threatens to depart.
- She sought cures.
- She studied.
- She examined.
- She trolled for possibilities.
Expensive.
For twelve years, she struggled to find a treatment while simultaneously growing weaker as her affliction drained away the essence of her will and her finance.
Life had turned on her. Unfortunately, her passion and efforts to live also failed.
She remained sick as the doctors got rich.
She found herself languishing in poor health.
Her instinct to live left her bankrupt and teetering on death.
What now?
What do you do when life turns sour, and efforts to live are foiled?
There is one choice that remains: move towards living.
Go where there is still the energy of loving and pursuing. Escape away to any living possibility.
Because living is endurance. It is deciding to add joy to the process so as not to grow weary in such well-doing. She decides to leave nothing untried.
She hears about a “giver of life.” The rumors are mixed. Some deem this miracle man to be a savior, while others insist he is the son of hell.
But living is not a guarantee–rather, a desire to continue in hope.
So she makes a plan.
Planning makes her feel better–it helps her to realize that she still has some control.
She will touch the hem of this healer’s garment, with the anticipation that mere proximity to his virtue will grant her a cleansing from all sickness.
Her idea is childlike.
Her organization, tenuous.
But her faith, willingness and joy–persistent.
She pulls her plan off–and amazingly, it works.
She is whole.
She is free to go back to life, or to return to her city to live. But it seems ridiculous to merely pass time when living is available.
So she curls up in prayer, thanks God for His intervention, and allows herself … to be born again.
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