Thank you, Lord, that I am going through an unplanned pregnancy. What? That doesn’t sound right, being I was only nineteen, living with my parents, no school, no job, a dramatic soap-opera-like relationship that ended, and to top that off, already a bit overweight. Where does thanking God fit in?
Time I share a piece from my memoir called God and My Pillow. Why? I’m excited, that’s why! I’m in my next phase of getting my memoir into the hands of people I want to encourage as they go through their own unplanned pregnancy.
A few posts back, I shared how I was surprised at myself. (1*)This one is being surprised at what others did. Here, let me explain. I give God full credit for guiding me to a certain website that would show an interest in my book. My mouth dropped when I read they requested that I send them part of my story. Yes, you shall assume that this happening made it into my journal with a few exclamation points used here-and-there.
Funny how we can surprise ourselves. Have you ever done that? Yes, you might surprise others in something you’ve done or said, but have you ever done something that’s just not you, or so you thought, and surprised yourself?
Has anyone ever said to you, “You should make one” or “You really should do it”? Come on, be honest. Most likely you have heard those words.And I bet “No. I’m not one to do that” was your answer.Off-and-on for years I kept hearing, “You should write a book about what happened.”Each time my response was sweet and simple. “No, I can’t write a book,” and left it at that. As years went by, I then used the excuse, “No. I can’t write. Plus, it happened so long ago.”
I mentioned in my last blog how getting a surprise can mean a lot. Time to share that getting a surprise can also change a bit of your life. I had received a phone call from a total stranger who heard about my illness and wanted to talk. She wanted to hear how it had affected me, as her daughter had also come down with Encephalitis. (1*)
That was the very first conversation I had ever had with anyone who experienced the serious illness I had gone through. Indeed, one priceless conversation. One piece of information she shared stood out.
“Marianne, you should check out this certain website,” she suggested. “It will get you contact with many others with your illness.”
My mouth dropped. “Really? Others who had what I had?”
I eagerly grabbed a pen and quickly scribbled down that website on the closest piece of paper I could find. After passing our thanks to each other for sharing our stories, I didn’t even blink before typing that website on my computer. I found it!Encephalitis Global. (www.inspire.com)
I saw titles of different letters from different people. Titles like . . .
– My Hardest Encephalitis Problems
– My Family Doesn’t Understand
– Who Else Is Feeling Alone?
– Five Years Since I got Hit With Encephalitis
The list went on and on. After clicking the first one, I couldn’t believe what I was reading.
This person knows exactly what it’s like!(I bet I even said that out loud.) Then I checked another person’s title. I can relate to his problems, too!
Time to fit in that saying “died and gone to heaven,” because I felt like I had. My computer had just become my new best friend.
Slowly, my eyes were getting damp. I read more. Tears were accumulating.
Tears of joy, yet tears of sorrow. I guess those ten years of loneliness had piled up inside and it was time to pour them all out.Now sure, I did have my dear husband, children, plus family and friends, but my heart still ached inside feeling alone, so having found people who could understand caused me to let loose many tears.
Soon, however, tears of joy took over. People understand! I’M NO ALONE!
“I understand how you feel,” I replied to at least ten different people. I can’t even begin to describe how great it felt sharing parts of my story to people who understood. I felt even better when, only a few minutes later, someone replied back.
I’m talking to someone who knows what it’s like! They understand me, I understand them, and we can chat back and forth!That website became my new companion, and I checked it out a few times every day. It felt like God was telling me, “Marianne, I know what I’ve planned for you can be tough, but I’m still with you. I love giving you surprises.”
Now, years later, I’m still connected to that website and can’t even begin to explain what a treasure it’s been reading and relating with many, even having few of those now as dear friends.
Let me share one simple fact I learned as time went by after that call. God wants us to pray for and, when possible, comfort those in need.
II Corinthians 1:3b-4 says – God of all comfort, who comforts us in all our tribulation, that we may be able to comfort those who are in any trouble, with the comfort with which we ourselves are comforted by God.
At the beginning, the website helped and encouraged me immensely, talking with others who have gone through what I had gone through. Well, with years behind me, I now use it as my opportunity to encourage others. I’ve even Skyped and talked over the phone with a few, watching or listening to some shedding a few tears while giving them my ear. I savored their thank-you e-mail letters they later sent.
About six years ago, an opportunity arrived for a few of us to begin an annual lunch gathering for those in the Northwest. Worth the drive each year, indeed.
And this summer, a yearly encephalitis conference will be in my Seattle area for the first time. I am ever-so thankful I can help put it together.
I’ll end here saying how I’m not in my own little world anymore, and God still hears my many thanks.
Question – Should you ask yourself if you can reach out to any who may be going through something you’ve experienced? Believe me, it feels great if you do. Just keep in mind what Christ says in Luke 6:31 – Do to others as you would have them do to you.
I’d love it if you could pass me a note if you’ve used your rough road you’ve been on to help others.