Feeling Like a Nut
You remember that old Almond Joy commercial with the jingle, “Sometimes you feel like a nut, sometimes you don’t”?
Lately, I’ve been feeling like a nut.
This whole cancer thing is very overwhelming. If I dwell on the immensity of it, the daunting persistence of the next six months, the chemo, the side effects, the doctor’s visits, the lab work, it’s easy to feel like I’m going to go crazy, just flip my lid as they say and wind up on some funny farm in some padded room where people will walk by and wag their head and say, “He used to be so normal, well, at least otherwise normal, now . . . what a nut!”
Sometimes I feel like a nut.
I know the solution, though, the solution to de-nutcase myself, and it’s a matter or perspective. The apostle Paul had it pretty rough too. In fact, compared to what he went through, this cancer stuff is, as the English say, a holiday (that’s a vacation to us yankees). And Paul’s prescription for sanity, for battling the nut germ, was to keep his eyes on the prize. He reminds us (and I would guess himself as well) that our citizenship is not on this earth, it’s in heaven and we eagerly await the coming of our Lord Jesus Christ when he will transform our bodies and carry us away (from this corrupt earth) to our heavenly abode.
That’s perspective! Hey, it really doesn’t matter what happens here on earth, the suffering, the nuisances, the trials, because I belong in heaven and someday this old body will be renewed, changed, perfected. That’s my prize. And as Paul says earlier, Forgetting what is behind and straining toward what is ahead, I press on toward the goal to win the prize for which God has called the heavenward in Christ Jesus.
The heavenward. I like that. That’s what citizens of heaven are called. That kind of perspective is the best medicine for de-nutcasing myself. And it’s a pill I have to take on a regular basis.