It’s late, but I’m counting it! I am not a very religious person (as I’ve said repeatedly on this blog), but I love this quote anyway:
“Does God want us to suffer? What if the answer to that question is ‘yes’? You see, I don’t think that God particularly wants us to be happy. I think He wants us to love and be loved. He wants us to grow up. You see, we are like children who think that our toys bring us all the happiness there is, and that our nursery is the whole wide world. But something has to drive us out into the world of others, and that thing is suffering. Put simply, pain is God’s megaphone to rouse a deaf world. We are like blocks of stone from which the Sculptor carves a form. The blows of His chisel which hurt us so much are what make us perfect.”
- C.S. Lewis, “Shadowlands”
I think this sums up illness and pain quite nicely. I remember in high school, I struggled with why my mother believed in a God that would cause me so much pain. It made me angry. “Either there is no God, because the God Catholicism preaches would never do this to someone, or he’s an asshole.” was my main line of thought. But then lupus hit, and I experienced an entirely different kind of pain, one that opened my eyes and my heart (as cliche as that sounds). I reached out to more people than I ever have, because I had to, and to my surprise, they reached back. I feel more compassion and empathy for others, I am kinder, more thoughtful, and I really do think it’s because I’m “suffering”. Lupus has done some awful things to me, but if I look hard enough, it’s also brought some pretty amazing things into my life. I feel like I’ve become a better person because of it, but I’m not perfect yet, so bring on the chisel.
Runners up for quote day:
“May I Be I is the only prayer-
Not may I be great or good or beautiful or strong.” [or healthy]
"Good timber does not grow with ease
The stronger the wind, the stronger the trees”
"We must let go of the life we have planned, so as to accept the one that is waiting for us."
I want one of these shorter ones tattooed somewhere on me when I get better. They’re still a little long though…