Back in the U.S. I never got sick. My mother always said to me, “You are the healthiest person I know Grant!!” Yes, by the grace of God I had great health. He’s blessed me so much in this regard. I mean I hadn’t puked for at least 10 years, literally! However, ever since I arrived here I have been almost perpetually sick. If it isn’t one thing, it’s another here. The last bout was with food poisoning. It was nasty. I was up all night, my body was in chaos. I ached all over, you know, when you hurt so much that you can’t sit still…It was terrible.
I attribute this directly to the Enemy and to spiritual warfare. For instance, as most of you know, I tore the ligaments in my ankle, playing in my last basketball game, in the last 10 minutes of the game, a month before I was to head overseas. When I crashed to the ground, immediately I thought……Satan…...and I sat bedazzled, in a heap on the court. I was on crutches wondering if I was going to make my departure date. I have now battled fevers, giardia, colds, chest complications (from the terrible air here), diarrhea, extreme fatigue, aches, pains, and now poisoning….
Spiritual warfare. I know this is what is happening. Like an author once said, "We don't understand 90% of what is going on around us." The Enemy attacks like this here. Health issues are very common in the expat community. Satan is doing everything he can to discourage, divide, and dismiss. Luckily, God has been close…and so have loved ones…He always keeps fresh on my mind that life is a gift…always.