Life has a way of getting us through our journey. We always hear the infamous question, “What do you want to be when you grow up?” We all give our answers: nurse, fire fighter, veterinarian, and more. No one, however, tells us that we are going to go through so many ups and downs. I thought I would be exempted from life’s pitfalls because my parents were pastors. I felt like I had a special connection with God. I knew how to pray and how to ask God to keep my family and my friends’ families. Whatever anyone needed, I was happy to give. I wasn’t selfish. If you weren’t happy, it was my mission to find out what I could do to make you happy. Although, my life wasn’t as empty of bumps and bruises as I thought it was going to be, there was nothing that prayer couldn’t get me through.
However, one day as I traveled along my journey something abnormal took place: I was diagnosed with multiple sclerosis. I was 31, married, and at the peak of my career, and then this showed up in my life. Before I was diagnosed, I had never heard of a disease called multiple sclerosis. The doctor explained to me that it has to do with my central nervous system. Needless to say, I did my research and learned as much as I could about the disease. I learned that eventually my life as I knew it would change. First I wrote a list of questions down to ask my doctor on my next scheduled visit. Then I spent some time praying. It wasn’t my normal prayer. This time I wasn’t praying for my friends and their families; I was praying for myself. I needed God to give me the courage and strength to make it through the rest of my journey; I wasn’t asking Him to take my struggles away, for what doesn’t kill us makes us stronger.
God chose to make me stronger by allowing me to become a part of an elite group of individuals. I have joined multiple sclerosis support groups, and in 2013, I participated in my first MS Walk. Life isn’t all pretty with daisies and roses. Some days are harder than others, but on those days, I look up towards the hills from whence cometh my help, for my help cometh from the Lord.
– Keva M. Williams
Visit Keva’s site at www.kevawilliams.org for more information about her mission and organization Pieces of Hope.
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