On Tuesday, I had the 3rd MRI of my life. The 1st at age 11, the 2nd at 17, and this one at 27. All were taken in hopes of finding out why I had seizures and migraines.
My results came back NORMAL. Luckily every MRI has come back normal. I'm very thankful.
I guess after 10 years I forgot how nerve wracking this experience is. They strap your head into a mask helmet, put cushions over your ears and then place you in a tunnel where your face is only an inch from the top and the sides of your body have little room to move.
And you are not supposed to move.
You must lay still, minute after minute.
The machine is loud as it takes pictures and if you focus on your current situation, you will panic. You have to breath deep and wait patiently for it to end.
As I lay there, still, trapped & scared, I began to think about the many times in my life when I wanted to escape the pain of a situation. I was reminded that every uncomfortable situation has a season. Some are longer than others, some a mere second and some may last our entire life.
But there is always "an end."
And even if the end of a situation doesn't come in this life, it will end when we see God face to face.
So, when we feel trapped and stuck, flailing our arms and screaming "Let me out!", we must take a moment to breath deep, gather our thoughts and be still. Focusing on the pain, frustration, and "the end" will cause us to panic every single time.