Finding Christ in the Struggle: Encouragement for Those With Chronic IllnessSampel

There are many ways to describe chronic illness: Painful, relentless, never-ending … but blessed isn’t the first word that comes to mind. 

Most chronic illnesses are treatable–not curable. This adds a sense of hopelessness and perpetual grief. Prior to my diagnosis, I believed grieving was only preceded by death. Multiple sclerosis taught me otherwise.  

I had a career I loved. I saw a vivid world saturated in brilliant colors. I ran 5Ks, 10Ks, duathlons and triathlons. I traveled to more than a dozen countries where I loved orphans, fed the hungry, and clothed the naked. I also had a husband who, I discovered, couldn’t cope with the financial burdens that came with chronic illness.

All of this left me in turmoil, overwhelmed by anger and depression before I realized I was mourning. I mourned my career, marriage, physical abilities, cognitive skills, and mobility. Every time I lose another skill or bodily function, I slip back into grief’s vicious cycle.

Christ knew He’d be tortured, murdered, and buried for our sins as He stated, “Blessed are those who mourn, for they will be comforted.” (Matthew 5:4) Jesus knew His disciples would grieve His death. Still, He declared that they’d be comforted, and prior had promised those who grieve will be blessed. (Matthew 5:4)

I loathe having a debilitating disease, and I’m not pleased to succumb to such loss. But, I’ve learned so much throughout this painful, continuous process: to narrow my focus, to stay targeted on God’s purposes, to capitalize on my strengths and embrace my weaknesses, to set healthy boundaries, pace myself ... and to count every blessing.

Because despite our losses, chronic illness can lead to a place of peace and contentment. One that goes beyond appreciating the outward to acknowledge that even on our worst days, we still have much to be grateful for. 

As for those who have surrendered to Christ, we stand secure in the promises we have in Him. He comforts us as we mourn. For that, we’re genuinely blessed.