• Tamicka Monson

Though Our Bodies Are Dying

Updated: May 21

I am constantly fighting against discouragement. Part of me feels like I am doing too much daily. Part of me feels like I am doing too little. From some health problems and fatigue, my off days are mostly spent in bed. When I finally get out of bed, I feel as if I have wasted so much time. This feeling leads to self-condemnation and guilt, and the cycle repeats itself over again.


It is hard to explain my mental and physical health to others, who have told me everything from I have Schizophrenia (which I do not have) to "real adults don't lay in bed all morning and afternoon." But I am encouraged by this: though our bodies are passing away, our inner man is being renewed day by day (2 Corinthians 4:16). My physical health is not where I would like it to be, partially because of things out of my control, and partially because of the poor choices I have made. But my spirit is stronger than it has ever been and I am in the best emotional shape of my life. I will keep fighting, and not grow weary...




 

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