Why Did God Give Me Diabetes?
"Always be ready to give an explanation to anyone who asks you for a reason for your hope"- 1 Peter 3:15
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On December 19, 2014, I woke up to a phone call from a diabetic educator. This struck me as a little odd because I hadnt been officially diagnosed with diabetes yet (the nurse who called me the day before said I had blood sugar levels they saw in Type 1 Diabetics). I scheduled my appointment with her after meeting with the doctor who would tell me that I do in fact have Type 1 Diabetes.
That day was filled with several activities to keep me busy: a doctor appointment, trying (and failing) to get my insulin, meeting with a diabetic educator, picking up blood sugar testing supplies, successfully picking up insulin, packing my car, and driving six hours home from my university for winter break. I had been so busy doing things, and it had come on so quickly (I hadnt even realized how sick I was), that I didnt really have time to emotionally process my diagnosis.
When I finally paused and reflected on my situation, I felt incredibly frustrated at the utter lack of fairness. I was convinced I had done nothing to deserve this horrible disease. I angrily questioned God about why, after the worst couple months of my life, He decided to give me diabetes. I suppose if I had actually listened to Him, I wouldve gotten through the bitterness a little easier Continue reading