I have been struggling this week with migraines which is why I haven’t posted something sooner. This plague has been part of my life for over 40 years. Sometimes I wonder how I have survived them so long because some of them have been so horrendous, that when I was in the midst of them I didn’t want to be alive anymore. I have been to every kind of doctor to try to rid myself of this affliction, tried every kind of treatment and have prayed with faith and desperation. Yet, I still have them. After many prayers in which I pleaded for understanding, I received an answer as to why I have this terrible trial in my life. The answer that came was so that I would need God. The answer was humbling and yet unsatisfactory. Wasn’t there some other way? In fact it seemed like there were many other ways in which I needed my Father in Heaven. I have many children with difficult challenges which I prayed and worried about. We’ve had financial challenges through the years and just normal life situations. All through these I have prayed fervently for help. I also try to be diligent in scripture reading and saying my prayers and fulfilling my callings. It seems to me I try really hard to be a good person and yet, I still have these awful migraines. No matter what I do, lurking in the background is the fear that I will have a migraine and spoil yet another family outing or that I won’t be able to measure up in some way. I absolutely hate that these control my life. One particularly dark time started when my youngest child was almost 2 and my oldest was 17. For the next 6 years I had severe migraines every day and I lived in survival mode. It was during this time I sought every doctor and treatment I could find and nothing helped. I thought about dying because I thought that if my life offered me nothing but pain in the future, what was there to live for. I thought about dying because I wasn’t useful to anyone. I thought about dying because I hurt so much that I was existing and not really living.
Migraines obviously affected my family as well as myself. Sometimes I would lie in bed knowing I children who needed me, a household to run and a life to live. I wanted to be able to volunteer at my children’s schools and I wanted to fulfill church responsibilities. I wanted to be reliable and I wanted to be free of pain. I really wanted most of all to be a good wife and mother, and I couldn’t do any of these things. Most days I was lucky if I could do some laundry and put something in the crock pot so my family would have dinner. During those 6 years, and in subsequent years I did learn many things to help me get through those dark days. In future posts I will write some of the things I found helpful. Maybe they will be helpful to you too as you deal with whatever is painful in your life.
https://www.lds.org/general-conference/2018/10/wounded?lang=eng
https://www.lds.org/general-conference/2016/10/god-shall-wipe-away-all-tears?lang=eng
I have had migraines for over 40 years, some of them so severe I didn’t want to be alive anymore. I have been to every kind of doctor, tried every cure and done everything that seemed reasonable and even tried some things that were unreasonable in trying to rid myself of this plague. There have been moments when I thought that if all my life offered was pain, it would be better to die. At times I have thought that I couldn’t stand anymore pain and felt desperate to end the pain but it continued on with nothing I could do. In desperation I have cried out to God many times for relief, knowing that He is the ultimate source of relief. Sometimes I have had an immediate answer on what I could do for relief. One time as I stood trying to relax in the hot water of a shower I was begging God for help. Quietly the thought “get into bed and relax” came into my mind. I turned off the water, got dressed and got into bed, relaxed, and as soon as I did my migraine was gone. I have pondered about this occurrence many times. God easily could have taken away my migraine while I was standing in the shower, so why did I need to get into bed and relax? In the bible there is the story of the captain of a Syrian army named Naaman who had leprosy. He came to the prophet Elisha to cure his leprosy and Elisha told Naaman, through his servant, to wash himself in the river Jordan seven times. Did the waters of Jordan have miraculous curing powers? Elisha could have blessed Naaman or cured him some other way, but washing in the waters of the Jordan required Naaman to act, to do something. For miracles to happen there must be faith and faith requires action. Just as Naaman had to act to be cured, I had to show my faith by acting. God could have taken away my migraine in the shower but He wanted me to show my faith through my actions. He already knew what I believe and how strongly I believed it but sometimes I need to be reminded, I needed to find out how strong my faith is. That night as I laid there with a grateful heart for the relief from pain I was also grateful to know I have a loving Father in Heaven who hears my prayers and gives me experiences to help my faith grow. I absolutely hate migraines but I am grateful for the spiritual growth I have had because of them.