In February 2012, I stood to lead prayer meeting at the church I had been pastoring for 12 years in Louisiana, and the longer I stood the more nauseated I became. I had to leave during prayer and have my associate pastor take over. That was the first evidence that something was wrong with me physically, and it would just get worse from there. We cut back on my preaching to Sunday morning only, and I went to the doctor to try to find out what the problem was. But soon I could no longer preach on Sunday mornings, and the church put me on medical leave until the doctors could come up with a diagnosis and hopefully treatment. After some months of testing, they discovered that I had a little-known illness called dysautonomia or POTS: “Postural Orthostatic Tachycardia Syndrome.” With POTS, one’s heart rate rises whenever they stand, as if they were running in place. It causes severe fatigue, sleeplessness, nausea, migraine headaches, and more. There is no known “cure” for it; they just try to treat symptoms with whatever medication works best on the individual. But after months of trying different medications, it became increasingly evident that I was not going to get well soon. With several vacant staff positions at our church, I felt like they needed a healthy pastor, and that I should resign. I was losing my job, my career, and my ministry. As a result we had to sell our home, my wife’s dream house, along with about 2/3 of our possessions. I was so sick I couldn’t even stand to pack our belongings, and after I had pastored for 27 years I would be out of the ministry. We moved to Norman, OK, where we had a small apartment, to convalesce without any human hope for a healthy future. As many of you know, after two years in Norman, God did raise me up, and called me last March here to serve as pastor at Pleasant Ridge. We are grateful to God for His blessing in restoring my health, and placing me back in ministry.
But God’s goodness is not merely in that He brought me back. At my lowest moments during my illness God was always good. I have heard it said that there is a Psalm in the Bible for every conceivable human emotion; one which will speak to you in whatever it is you are going through. I have always believed that, and I can certainly say that is true for what our family went through over the past couple of years.
I shared once before how Psalm 3:3 was an anchor for my soul during that time. Another set of verses that ministered to me was from Psalm 119:65-72. The lessons we learned we from these verses, and what God did in our lives in and through this time, are invaluable to us. And I pray that God will use them to minister to some of you who have been, or are now, in a time of difficulty. Let’s look at what these verses teach us about “The Goodness of God in the Midst of Affliction” … Continue reading →