My biggest spiritual crisis hit me during Pedro's cancer crisis. I thought growing up in a Christian home and asking Jesus to be my Savior would insulate me from life's woes. Not so. I had to learn how to take care of myself spiritually during a crisis. #crisis #selfcare #SelfCareSunday #Christian #COVID-19 #coping

My biggest spiritual crisis hit me during Pedro’s cancer crisis. I thought growing up in a Christian home and asking Jesus to be my Savior would insulate me from life’s woes. Not so. I had to learn how to take care of myself spiritually during a crisis.

During the present COVID-19 crisis, we all need reminders on how to take care of ourselves. When disaster strikes, we easily forget familiar routines and ways of managing healthy self-care. April’s series will provide hacks for self-care–mental, artistic/academic, physical, and spiritual–during a crisis.

My biggest spiritual crisis hit me during Pedro's cancer crisis. I thought growing up in a Christian home and asking Jesus to be my Savior would insulate me from life's woes. Not so. I had to learn how to take care of myself spiritually during a crisis. #crisis #selfcare #SelfCareSunday #Christian #COVID-19 #coping

Another Crisis?

“I’m back in the hospital,” Pedro’s voice came over the cell phone in the middle of a team parents’ meeting at our daughter’s gymnastics class. His voice sounded worse, whether from the paralysis caused by cancer or because his condition had worsened, I didn’t know.

I breathed deeply, and gripped the phone and jumped into crisis mode as I hurried to the lobby. For the past week, he’d been at his brother’s house waiting for his next round of chemo in California.

“Doctor says we haven’t killed it. Dizziness from the cancer.”

“What are our choices?”

“More chemo.” Pedro’s voice sounded so discouraged. “Might not work.”

“Or?”

“More radiation.”  This time, his voice broke.

“What happens if you get more radiation?”  I struggled to sound strong, to not break down.

“Doctor says I’d have Alzheimer’s memory.”

“I can be there by three o’clock tomorrow,” I assured him. “We don’t have to decide right now, do we?”

“No. Be here soon.”

Somehow, I made it through the rest of the parent’s meeting. I made it through tucking our girls into bed and explaining that I had to go help Daddy in San Francisco the next day. Afterwards, I went to my school to hold auditions for the senior play.

A week of prayer meeting had just ended, and the principal and our pastor stood in the lobby of the chapel. When I explained what the situation, I finally broke down. The enormity of the decision seemed too much to bear.

Where Two or Three Gather

How could Pedro teach if he had the memory of an Alzheimer’s patient?  How could he continue being a daddy to our girls if he might not even remember their names from day to day? 

We stepped into the copy room, and the pastor and principal prayed for me and for Pedro and for the decision we had to make. I knew God had control of the situation. My faith had remained stout throughout the ordeal of cancer. So far.

I kept busy until late into the night, creating sub plans and deciding who would have what part in the play. My early-morning flight took off, and I felt grateful that the seats next to me held no passengers.

The Prayer of Relinquishment

I had time to think. Someone had left a copy of Catherine Marshall’s book, Adventures in Prayer in the patient library at UCSF. During my last stay there, I’d picked it up and started to read it. I pulled the book out of my backpack and opened it to the place where I’d left off.

My biggest spiritual crisis hit me during Pedro's cancer crisis. I thought growing up in a Christian home and asking Jesus to be my Savior would insulate me from life's woes. Not so. I had to learn how to take care of myself spiritually during a crisis. #crisis #selfcare #SelfCareSunday #Christian #COVID-19 #coping

The chapter title seemed to mock me. “The Prayer of Relinquishment.” 

Oh, I’d given up so much for this cancer. I’d given up my normal life and lived like a nomad. Never in one spot for more than a week or two. I camped out in Pedro’s hospital room, our office at home, and random hotels.

Even his doctors and interns changed every two weeks. I often found myself on an airplane with nothing more than my computer and a few pairs of clean underwear and no idea as to where I’d spend the night. I’d learned to shift for myself in the big city and in the big hospital.

I’d given up being shy about asking for help and I’d given up taking a shower at the same time every day. Time with our girls seemed like a distant dream. I’d given up regular meals, regular exercise and regular sleep.

Could I relinquish anything else?  I gave myself a mental shake and settled down to read the chapter. It would take my mind off the decision that waited like a dark abyss.

Intellectually, I knew and acknowledged that God’s presence and control. But as I read, I realized that while I may have given Him control of the situation, I’d never relinquished the desires of my heart.

Ugly-Crying on an Airplane

More than anything, I wanted the pre-cancer Pedro back. I wanted my partner, my best friend, and the father of our children. I didn’t want to make all of the decisions on my own, I wanted Pedro to help me and grow old with me.

Praying for healing came easily. God had answered prayers over and over again, as Pedro reached each new precipice. But admitting to God that I hadn’t relinquished the deepest desire of my heart? Not so easy.

The time had come. I bowed my head and started writing furiously in my prayer journal. In it I confessed that I’d held on to my dreams rather than holding on to God. I gave God my dreams of normalcy, of a healthy husband, and a happy family.

Tears wet the page, but I kept on writing. When I finished pouring out my heart to God, I felt completely drained. Giving up everything to someone else didn’t come easily to me. I closed my eyes and slumped back in the seat, hearing the roar of the plane’s engines for the first time.

I’d taken a leap of faith as surely as if I’d jumped out of the airplane without a parachute. Like an uncertain child, a thought popped into my mind, “Will everything be o.k.?”  This time I wasn’t telling God what everything should be.

God’s Spelling Lesson

I opened my eyes and looked out of the window. There, below me, two rivers met and joined, forming a giant ‘Y.’  Coincidence?  Probably.

I turned a watery smile at the flight attendant as she handed me a snack. She looked at me with concern. On a small airplane with lots of empty seats, a sniffling, snuffling passenger can’t go unnoticed.

I must look awful, I thought, as I turned to the window again, hoping to catch my reflection and assess the damage. Instead, the view outside caught my eye. A long, country road stretched across the flat terrain. At three even intervals, smaller roads joined the larger road, forming a perfect ‘E.’  Coincidence?  Maybe.

The pilot announced our position and informed us we could see Mount Rainer on the left. I looked out the window again, but the mountain didn’t catch my eye. A large river flowed through an incredibly green valley. The trees growing alongside the river framed the perfect ‘S’ the river made before it disappeared into a darker forest of evergreens. Coincidence?  Most certainly not.

Sometimes, God has to spell things out. This time, I got the message. YES, everything would be o.k. And this time, I knew that ‘everything’ would include God with me, no matter what.

How to Take Care of Yourself Spiritually During a Crisis

God’s spelling lesson took place in 2002. Ever since then, when I start to fret about the future and worry about present, he gently reminds me how to spell. The current crisis has hit us hard. Our renters can’t pay their rent (which we depend on to pay our mortgage).

We had to move Pedro’s parents closer to us, and we went into debt to prepare a new home for them, thinking we could easily pay it off when their home sold. But buyers, even in good markets, feel uncertain about the future and lenders share their angst.

I could easily spiral into a dark tunnel of worry about money, health, and the future. But I don’t. Instead, I practice these three disciplines.

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1. Relinquish Your Dreams

I’ve relinquished my debt-free dream to God. He knows the past, the present, and the future. By relinquishing my dream, I may have the opportunity to bless someone else. I challenge you to lay it all out before God and then give it all up to him.

God wants you to relinquish everything to him—in exchange, he promises that everything will turn out o.k. You no longer have to orchestrate the ‘o.k.,’ and that takes a huge burden off your shoulders.

2. Draw Close to God

My biggest spiritual crisis hit me during Pedro's cancer crisis. I thought growing up in a Christian home and asking Jesus to be my Savior would insulate me from life's woes. Not so. I had to learn how to take care of myself spiritually during a crisis. #crisis #selfcare #SelfCareSunday #Christian #COVID-19 #coping

James tells us in James 4:8 that if we come close to God, he will come close to us. Take care of yourself by making time with God a priority. Get up earlier if you have to, but schedule in your time with God and ask him to show you how to draw near.

3. Resist the Overwhelm

The liar wants us to believe that we can’t do all we need to do. He loves to point out our inadequacies and whisper words of self-doubt into our hearts. Resist. Say it out loud, “In Jesus’ name, leave me alone!”

You don’t have to turn into an instant perfect teacher. Come alongside your kids and ask them to teach you.

You don’t have to turn into an instant financial guru. Make a game out of making do with what you have. If your potato soup tastes different without milk, don’t disparage your efforts.

You don’t have to have all the answers in this time of crisis. Remember that God will provide all your needs—mental, academic, physical, and spiritual (Philippians 4:19).

Self-Care Means Tending Your Spiritual Needs

You can’t truly take care of yourself unless you learn to take care of all four domains: mental, academic/artistic, physical, and spiritual. In times of crisis, we can easily ditch all forms of self-care. We think we don’t have time or energy to take of ourselves.

But if we don’t practice (or start practicing) healthy self-care during times of crisis, we can easily find ourselves burnt out, overwhelmed, and free-falling into depression.

Self-care might look different during this time. You may need to ask your kids to come alongside you and learn about self-care in order to have time to take care of yourself. But that sounds like a win-win situation to me! If only I’d known about the importance of self-care before motherhood and multiple crises.

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21 Comments

  1. Thank you for this good encouragement, Anita. I have been struggling with anxiety lately and I needed to read your suggestions on how to deal with it. Of course, I need to learn to relinquish and draw closer to God. As you know, it’s HARD! We teachers are so used to being in control of the situation, it’s not easy to learn to let go but that is exactly what I must do.
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  2. Yes, that prayer of relinquishment is not easy, especially when our loved ones are involved but so worth His comfort, love & peace that floods our souls when we do…He answered your prayer & your dream of having Pedro beside you facing life & growing older together! 😀

    It appears we were traveling similar paths Anita in 2002 with our spouses having cancer…sadly my hubby passed away in August 2002 from brain cancer. But the Lord’s comfort has prevailed.
    Bless you,
    Jennifer
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  3. Thanks so much for sharing your heart, Anita. That’s the hardest part of faith for me–relinquishing my ideal answer to my prayer. The “but if not” of Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego has comforted me many times: God is able to make things turn out a certain way, but if He doesn’t. He is still good we’ll still serve Him.
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  4. Every once in a while I have the irrational thought, “I wouldn’t mind the unknown so much if I could just know….” and then I name some aspect of the unknown that is particularly troublesome at the moment.
    I’m sure God is amused.

  5. Anita, with tears streaming down my face, you have given me lots to ponder this morning. So much of your story resonated with me even though our circumstances are so different. I, too, have given up so much, and my life looks nothing like I planned. Most of the time, I am good with that, but today I am struggling with it.

    Yikes, do I have to relinquish my dreams? However, I thought dreaming was good for the soul. I guess so if they aren’t God’s dreams for me. I do still hang on to them, and quite honestly, they add suffering and remind me of what life is not.

    Thank you for your excellent post. You have given me some new things to talk to God about this morning in my quiet time.

    Blessings, Maree
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  6. Thank-you for sharing your story and the wisdom you have gleaned. When my son had cancer I had to relinquish a dream–after a long conversation with God during the night. But as you wrote, new situations occur–another time to relinquish. Another call to draw close to God. He is faithful.
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  7. Relinquishing our dreams and desire to be in control and choose the outcome is hard, but I love what you say, “God wants you to relinquish everything to him—in exchange, he promises that everything will turn out o.k. You no longer have to orchestrate the ‘o.k.,’ and that takes a huge burden off your shoulders.” When we do, it feels good. It’s just hard getting us to that point.

    I wish self-care was something we were all taught in our younger days.

  8. When we go through hard times, soul care is one of the things that flies out the window for me. The prayer of relinquishment is hard, but I have experience great freedom and peace on the other side of this prayer.

  9. Anita, thank you for reminding us how to care for ourselves during difficult and different times. It’s so important to stay close to God. Blessings to you!

  10. Anita,
    Oh what a journey you’ve been on. This line just jumped out at me: “I’d held on to my dreams rather than holding on to God.” It is SO hard to relinquish our dreams and our desires and just cling to God with no guarantees. We can’t cling to God and will get overwhelmed by the enemy if we don’t take care of ourselves spiritually during a crisis. This is a lesson I’ve had to learn the hard way, but oh so valuable.
    Blessings,
    Bev xx
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  11. These tips are so relevant right now (well, they’re great anytime, but especially now!). I’m having to relinquish so many things about the situation and about myself too. Overwhelm is also a temptation. I’m having to remember to take only one day at a time; that is sufficient.

  12. I love the story of God speaking to you and reassuring you and how looking back on his faithfulness is giving you strength and hope in this current situation.

  13. Thank you for this! While I’ve never faced this kind of crisis, I’m familiar with the fear of giving up dreams of a healthy and happy family. Things are rough right now, and there is so much fear. Thank you for concrete reminders of what I need to do to take care of myself spiritually during this time.

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Anita Ojeda

Anita Ojeda juggles writing with teaching high school English and history. When she's not lurking in odd places looking for rare birds, you can find her camping with her kids, adventuring with her husband or mountain biking with her students.

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