Confessions of an Eczema Sufferer
I wish I was normal. You have no idea how envious I am of people with normal skin. I wish I didn't inflict harm on my skin whenever I itch uncontrollably leaving (battle) scars. I wish I didn't have to feel embarrassed when people ask me what's wrong with my skin. Most of all, I wish there was a cure for eczema. And for all these reasons, I struggle. I struggle to love myself.
This is me. One of the many fighters against eczema.
I am normally so optimistic and I never really liked showing others my weakness. But i guess the flare up yesterday really humbled me. I mean normal people wouldn't understand what it was like to have eczema and I was crazy enough to want them to know what it was like. I am thankful for the support and encouragement coming in from my loved ones. Many of them reassured me of the healing that was on the way coming from God.
When I first started this blog, I was afraid. Afraid of what people would think. But I now understand that God planted the idea of creating this blog to write about my eczema journey for His glory. Today will be the day that I will be sharing the link of the blog with the public.
Dear Heavenly Father,
I just want to thank You for Your love and mercies towards me thus far. Thank you for sending people to remind me of Your love and to encourage me in this journey of faith. Father, I know there is a reason why you gave me eczema. The healing process is on its way and when it comes, it will bring glory to Your name. Father, I pray for courage and wisdom to care for my body in the way You would want me to. Father, I also commit other eczema fighters into Your hands. I pray for Your divine intervention and healing in Your time. I pray that whoever reads this blog will be blessed by You and go away experiencing Your love and peace. Thank You Father for you unending love and grace to me.
In Jesus' name we pray,
Amen!
Xoxo
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