Confused and not knowing what was going on with me in the lowest pit of my life – I hear a friend keep telling me: it is going to be alright. He kept repeating, the meaning of it was empty for me at that time. It didn’t make sense. How can it be alright when I lost in touch with reality?
Thanks to the miracle of grace, slowly – I mean extremely slowly – it really is going to be alright. Just fall back on God the Father and wait. You don’t have to believe it, but need to hear the words of hope. It may make you laugh but that is okay. It may seem ridiculous or rude but let the words come to you.
It is going to be alright. This too shall pass.
The illness doesn’t get to you much if you manage to hold onto hope. The worst thing that can happen to you more than having this terrible illness is to lose hope that it is going to be alight. That is a nightmare. Yes we may brush with that experience too, but pray that it be brief.
Let it come to you: read it again- don’t worry if it may bounce back … it is going to be alright.
