I’m in a battle of late with my body. It has fallen prey to the usual Fall cold season and I am suffering with chills, fever, a really awful pain in my throat, and as my girlfriend reminds me every now and then, I can’t stand: “The Agony, The Agony!” However sickness is part of life. When I’m dying of the flu, I usually remind myself how great it will be to lose six pounds and feel trimmer afterwards. Then there is God. The essential part of the Hebrew religion is that to the Israelites, their relationship with God was personal. Unlike those uncaring and prankster Greek Gods, the Hebrew God was always by your side, so instead of getting a text message from Zeus, God would actually stop by your house and see how you are doing. Faith is especially important when you are sick, because when illness befalls you, you are never more alone! Your pain and suffering is exactly that, yours! And no one in this world will be able to completely understand it, except you. Many people seem to shout and curse the world out when they get sick, in an effort to get some empathy or just to complain, but having faith means more than just caring about your own predicament.
I know this sounds especially harsh if you feel like I do now, with a sore throat that almost makes you believe you will never speak ever again, cause it hurts so much! However ill you may be, a person of faith still maintains a distinct level of composure, of dignity. This is not just the Christian belief, but a universal one. To face one’s own pain and not complain about it, that is what faith demands of you.
On the other hand, there is not anything wrong in asking your loved ones to get you plenty of ibuprofen and cold medicine. I’m faithful, but not crazy.