writing, thoughts and multiple sclerosis

I've been writing all day (so it seems). I'm working on this speech for RAMS (Rockin' Against Multiple Sclerosis) that is on Monday night, February 7th. Sometimes, while writing this, I have much to say; at other times, I have little to say. It is so easy to talk about the struggles associated with MS, because there are many... yet what I have to constantly remind myself, though, is the hope I have in Christ, especially where this disease is concerned. It is so easy to give MS the upper hand, to allow it to rule and dictate life, be the influencing factor in decisions that are made; it is easy to be a passive participant in life, thanks to the unpredictability associated with MS. I have always hated how MS tries to take over my life. It is easy to live for the next MS event instead of living all of life for the glory of God. This desire, on my end... to live all of my life for God's glory... makes this speech a little more difficult to write. I want to be honest with these people about what life is really like for me with MS--and in doing so, that means I am honest about how God works in my life through this disease. It is hard to tell someone who has a bad day that it may be purposeful and intentional, the suffering they are going through... and trying to explain that to someone who deals with the pain and suffering of a disease like multiple sclerosis on a DAILY basis can be even harder. Not just anybody has the credibility to walk up to someone dealing with something like this and attempt to explain how it may be purposeful... not even I would walk up to someone and tell them what they are going through may be intentionally placed by the hand of God in their lives. It isn't a casual conversation you have with someone on the street!! Yet... I can explain how God works in MY life, and how every bit of this disease, how it affects me, every single pain I have, every second of blurred vision, every stumbled step I take, is filtered through the hands of Almighty God. I do not fear about the course of this disease, because nothing will happen to me apart from the Lord. Everything that happens to me is for my good... and for His glory. that took a while for me to understand... and when I'm in the middle of those moments, it is a constant battle to remind myself of this truth. Constant. I know that I have an opportunity to speak into people's lives, having this disease... a unique opportunity many others do not. The hard part for me right now, though, is that I am not speaking to a group of people who have MS. I'm speaking to a group of people who are there because it is a philanthropy, they get credit for attending for their fraternity or sorority. How do you speak to a group about living with something they cannot relate to at all? What it comes down to, for me... is finding something they can ALL relate to in any given moment. This... is a challenge, to write this. Prayerfully it will make sense!! At this moment, I can't guarantee this POST makes sense, though...