How I was helped this weekend

I was having trouble last week. (Photo - me hitting "staring" or "coast" mode.) Each day, I was getting more and more tired. By Friday, I could barely move. Mounds of clean laundry sat around the house where I had left them. Too tired to put clothes away, cook, or round up the "dust bunnies", I tried to understand what was happening to me. Yes, this "running out of energy" had happened to me many times, and I only seemed to recover after long months of rest. Desperate to be able to move again, I tried to figure out what was happening to me, but I couldn't understand why I was so tired. Resting and eating weren't making any difference. I didn't want to just sit there waiting for my body to somehow heal. There had to be something I could do, but what? Obviously, my "little mind" was not up to solving this problem, so I asked someone who has all the answers and loves me, I prayed.

The next morning when I woke up, I felt that I should check the number of calories I was getting in a day. A couple of months before, I had reacted to most nuts and had to remove them out of my diet. Since I am allergic to grains, I had been slowly putting some grains back into my diet. What I hadn't realized was that mainly living on green vegies, some meat, and an occasional grain wasn't giving me near enough calories, plus my body does not seem to access stored fat very well. When I carefully added some nuts back into my diet, I perked up. In fact, last night I was up in the middle of the night happily folding clothes and putting them away. 

Before my energy recovered, I had another problem - my husband wanted to go out on the trails the next day, but I didn't think my reflexes were good enough for me to ride my electric bike. Not only was I out of energy, I also wasn't noticing much or reacting quickly.  I wanted to get out too, but I just couldn't do it, so after worrying for a while in bed, I got up and prayed to know how I could get out with my husband. 

When I woke up in the morning, I saw a picture of my husband and me riding together on my e-bike. He was steering and balancing, and I was sitting behind him. I felt that I should have thought of it. It was so obvious. After all, we do have a passenger seat on the back of my bike. It was like when you know the answer to a mystery, or the answer to a test question- it seems so simple!

Some might congratulate me, and they often have, telling me how smart I was to know what to do, but let's face it, my getting into these situations clearly shows that I really am not capable of working out these problems on my own. I'm ok with that. I don't have to know everything or be able to do everything. Trying my best is good enough. All I need is to be smart enough to ask God for help, and then have the confidence to follow his advice.