So, it stinks to feel bad. Sickness, sadness, and pain of all kinds are a real revelation of authentic, or inauthentic, trust. It’s a challenge to our selfish worldview –our pretensions to the Throne of the Universe. We say in our hearts, “This is not fair. I am good. I deserve to be healthy. I appear unable to control this and that challenges my assumption that I am the master of my life.”
At least those are things that clamor for my (mostly subconscious) acknowledgment when I don’t feel well (which is –whine alert– not all that infrequent).
How do you deal with the insurgence of selfishness which is revealed at times like that? Are there portions of Scripture (in context) you focus on?
I think Psalm 46 is inspiring and instructive. We had memorized that as a family for times of suffering, struggle, and pain (we need to get back to that, actually, so we don’t lose it from our memories). Romans 8 comes to mind, and some others.
What about you?