The Power of Resilience

Foster Care & Family, Health & Fitness

Dear Friend. I have a message for you, today. I know during our most difficult circumstances, we struggle with a lot of fear. Whether it’s a recent loss of a loved one, a break up with the love of your life, unemployment, sickness, depression, you name it… FEAR can make its way into our mind and hearts.

“I’ll never recover from this. I’ll never be the same. I’ll never be able to move on. I’ll never be happy. I’ll never be able to replace what I just lost…”

But there is something that takes root at the very first moments of despair, and that is RESILIENCE. It’s a God-given characteristic that we all possess. Whether we know it or not. Or like it or not. Life may not get easier. But one thing is for certain, we will get STRONGER and more RESILIENT.

This Week…

My only son Chase (who just turned two) suffered an awful (yet familiar) illness, known as croup. Within a few hours, his sickness symptoms went from standard to emergent. I had to call 911 because at one point he was struggling to breathe. He had a high fever and he was throwing up mucus. It was the scariest thing I have ever experienced.

Of course, the ambulance appeared within minutes, and we were transported to a nearby hospital and emergency room. But, I honestly wasn’t prepared for the next several hours. Chase was already out of sorts. He was beyond crying. He was moaning, “Mamma. Mamma.” Don’t ask me how, but his 25 pound weakened body was strong enough to require three adults to hold him down upon administering the treatments he desperately needed.

During the first hour, Chase was given a dose of Motrin and antibiotics. He was also swabbed for the flu. Two nebulizer treatments (which turned out to be the most trautic for both Chase and me) were given 90 minutes apart. Last but not least, an IV was placed into his tiny arm. And, at that point, I felt that I couldn’t bear it any longer.

Dear God, how much more will this baby have to endure? Bad enough that he was feeling so awful. He couldn’t even cry a normal cry. His esophagus was literally swollen! I cried with him. I so badly wanted to take his place. But, all I could do (and all Scott could do) was comfort him and hold him.

It was the longest day of my life, that’s for sure. Even after we were released from the hospital, Chase was screaming crying for two hours. I was pretty much convinced at this point that he would never recover from this traumatic experience. Heck, I’ve barely recovered from past traumatic experiences.

But, sure enough, by morning Chase (while not 100% better) was showing that he was back to himself. I was amazed.

In the hospital, I was pretty desperate to help Chase feel safe.

I was told…

By other mommies that it was normal to feel overwhelmed and that it was undoubtedly harder on the parents. I’m not sure about that, but as far as the “aftermath” I do suppose it is harder. Chase seemed to have forgotten what happened. I however, even as I write this, still feel a fear inside my body that is very uncomfortable.

Interesting how after a difficult and traumatic experience occurs we immediately forget the past experience we SWORE we would NEVER recover.

Exactly one year ago, I suffered a miscarriage. It was my first and ONLY pregnancy. So much went into getting me that far, and yet before we could even announce the good news (I guess it’s better that we never did), we lost the baby. I was pretty convinced that was the END of me.

One year before that, Scott and I lost our only child (at the time an almost adopted foster baby, I nicknamed BANANA). I remember telling Scott, “If she leaves, I don’t think I’ll ever be the same.”

A few years before that, I lost my job due to debilitating heath issues. The depression hit me so hard after that I SWORE I’d never be happy again.

A few years before THAT, Scott and I went through very difficult times. The pain in my heart was so sever I was adamantly convinced I’d never LOVE him nor anyone the same.

A few years before THAT I learned that I may never have children. I convinced myself I’d never feel complete.

A few years before THAT, I went through a divorce. I was CERTAIN that I’d never remarry nor trust anyone, again.

The Power of Resilience

Guess what. I’m still here. Somehow, I got through every difficult season. And, in spite of the world not ending, I have it pretty darn good.

I have a husband. A home. A child. A livelihood. What do you know?

Life hasn’t necessarily gotten easier. But, with each new adversity, my SEASONED heart becomes more RESILIENT. They say children are extraordinarily resilient. But, we as adults are more resilient than we sometimes think!

I don’t know what you’re struggling with during this season of life. But, if it’s anything that may have you thinking somewhere along the lines of…“This is the end of me.” Think twice.

What Does the Bible Say?

I leave you with several pieces of scripture that prove how GOD can strengthen us to move forward. He is the creator of life. And, the supplier of our RESILIENCE.

Joshua 1:9 
Have I not commanded you? Be strong and courageous. Do not be frightened, and do not be dismayed, for the Lord your God is with you wherever you go.”
2 Timothy 1:7 
For God gave us a spirit not of fear but of power and love and self-control.
Ephesians 6:10 
Finally, be strong in the Lord and in the strength of his might.
Isaiah 41:10 
Fear not, for I am with you; be not dismayed, for I am your God; I will strengthen you, I will help you, I will uphold you with my righteous right hand.
Philippians 4:13 
I can do all things through him who strengthens me.
Romans 8:37 
No, in all these things we are more than conquerors through him who loved us.

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God bless you, friend.

Rachel Scheyer

  • October 26

    Rachel, that you for sharing your story! Life isn’t always easy and sometimes throws us challenges ,that give us life lessons& we are never the same- perhaps a better version!! Always remember you are enough as you are. I’m blessed our paths have crossed! Xoxo