Where is God during My PMDD: Footprints in the Sand

Where is God during My PMDD?

Have you ever read Footprints in the Sand? Of course, you have! I am confident that almost everyone has read it or has an idea of the Poem, it is so famous that it couldn’t have one author, it has three. Lol!

I can recall the first time I read it thinking, how amazing it is that God would carry someone at all. To think that the darkest of times, in the most bottomless hole of our despair, God is carrying us like the Shepard carries his hurt sheep. Psalm 23:1-3

The poem was symbolic of God’s love in our time of need, but also in our days of joy.

The Missing Footprints

In the sand, the two sets of footprints represent the time we spend with God. Interestingly, like the author, we don’t think twice about the second footprints on the sand. We never ask where God is when we are happy, or when we are living an abundantly blessed life. When we are at the peak of our happiness, we know God is with us, and we rejoice and worship.

On the other hand, we are quick to question God even in the lightest of rain. We fear the rushing clouds approaching and seek our shelter from the storm. Taking up an umbrella as to shield from the pain,  and running to seek refuge in a place we don’t belong.  Forgetting about God and taking back our lives, as if he is no longer capable of protecting us. I suppose instead of the footprints missing because God carries us, the truth is they are missing from our disloyalty as we run towards our own will.

Unlike the author who is deeply troubled when trouble arose when she/he noticed only one set of footprints. I don’t run! Now when reading the poem, I want to ask “Why?” If you accepted to walk with Christ why would you question his loyalty? Why wouldn’t you question your actions and motives? The reality is that not the author nor do we trust God with our hurts, sickness, worries, and burdens. We falsely assume the worst of him, even when He tells us he will never leave us.Footprints In the Sand

Are Those My Feet

Before PMDD takes hold of me, I am in a constant state of Joy with my Lord. (click to read my post about PMDD) I make it a point to walk, dance, sing, and play in the sand with God. I do that because he is my life and I am eternally grateful for his grace. When I can’t be me, he is my energy, which gives me the strength to be a wife, mom, friend, daughter, and sister. He is me on those days when I feel the least like me.I don’t run any longer from my Lord when PMDD is approaching, my storm.

On the other hand in the first days of my PMDD storm, I recognize the subtle symptoms that make their way into my life. Once recognition happens in that instant, I ask my God to fill me with the Holy Spirit to satisfy me with His grace. To show me when I am letting my PMDD be more significant than Him. Because there is nothing bigger or more powerful than Our GOD, the King of Kings! We are together, and he is by my side we still dance in the light rain as we await the storm together.

So where is God during my PMDD? He is kneeling down with his arm wide open waiting for me to run and jump into his arms. He has never left, and he will never leave. If I ever feel like he has left, then I need to check my place and where I stand. Most likely I am the one that walked or drifted away from HIM. I have a condition that might not have a cure, But it doesn’t mean I have to make it bigger than my God, it just means I need Jesus more!

“Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and youwill find rest for your soul. For my yoke is easy and my burden is light.”

How about you?:

  • Did you know the poem Footprints in the Sand?
  • How did you feel about it the first time you read it?
  • Has your view changed about it after reading my post?
  • Do you or anyone you know suffer from PMDD?

Footprints In the Sand

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