Pain and Suffering

Pain and suffering “stinks,” and it’s hard to understand why these things happen. Sadly, in our world we will see or go through pain, suffering, and hardships. I think this is why we have the Book of Job– we can see from Job’s example that no matter what happens in our life that we are to continue to praise God. Yes, it is hard to praise God when things feel like they are falling apart but when there is nothing or no one else, God is still there, and there is also the body of Christ.

The Bible tells us to “…pray for each other...” (James 5:16, NIV), and to “Carry each other’s burdens…” (Gal 6:2, NIV). As Christians, we are all the body of Christ, “If one part suffers, every part suffers with it…” (1 Cor 12:26, NIV).

I think there are some people who are afraid that they will not know what to say to someone who is suffering, or maybe they are uncomfortable seeing someone’s pain and hardship. I have found that most of the time, people who are suffering just need a hug– no words, just a hug.

If you are experiencing hardships, pain, and/or suffering, then I hope that you have found someone to walk with you in your suffering; and if you have suffered in the past, then I hope that you will walk with someone who is in pain (2 Corinthians 1:3-5).

Copyright © 2018 Dr. M. Teresa Trascritti


A brother in Christ died suddenly on Wednesday. I remember getting the message from my husband saying that he received a call from our daughter, “I don’t know what she said… she was crying… I think she said Tommy died… I’m heading over to their house.”

The next call my husband said, “Tommy shot himself.”

I couldn’t believe it. I kept thinking it must have been an accident.

Tommy was always so calm and collected—he exhibited serenity and peace. It seemed like nothing seemed to really bother him.

We spent several hours with Tommy and my daughter in the waiting room before, during, and after his son’s (my son-in-law) surgery about two weeks ago. My husband and Tommy chatted about little things—books they’ve read, trips they’d taken, etc. Tommy seemed fine.

What did I miss? What kind of a counselor am I if I couldn’t see that something was wrong?

Now I wonder how many people I see that are really torn up inside—they are crying out for help but I can’t hear them. I am blind to their personal torment and pain.

As we drove back from Iowa, I look at the two little girls sitting in the backseat. My 4-year-old granddaughter says, “I miss Grandaddy.”

My heart sank. Tommy will never hug and kiss them again.

I wish I could turn back time for them. I wish the gun would have jammed… I wish an unexpected visitor would have changed Tommy’s plan that day…

The truth is no amount of wishing can change what happened. I just don’t want this to happen to anyone else.

Please, please, please talk to someone if you are thinking about ending your life. Let someone help you with your pain. We need each other. Death is not the answer.


Is There More I Could Have Done? Reflections on a Painful Loss

It’s like a new day

Today I accidentally sneezed.  When I did this a few days ago, I was in agony. Out of fear, I would try to stop myself from sneezing. It was different this time. The sneeze seemed to push the back of my throat into place. Although my throat still feels a little raw, I was able to speak more clearly.

It had been a few days since I ventured outside of the house. The last time was to have breakfast with my son and husband, but the trip to the restaurant left me dizzy and nauseated.

I thought that since my throat was a little better today, I might be well enough to go for a drive so I went with my son to his eye appointment. He had his appointment, we picked out some glasses for him, had an early dinner, then I went to the movies with my husband afterwards.

I feel like I had been through a long bad storm but now the clouds are starting to clear. I think about the words in 1 Peter 5:10, “…after you have suffered a little while, he will restore, support, and strengthen you…” (NLT).

For a while I thought my pain would never end, but it did. I thought I wouldn’t be able to eat, but I have. I didn’t lose 15 pounds like others have done following the operation, but I had more than liquids to eat.

It has been ten days since I’ve had my tonsillectomy and I am down to taking only one pill a day of the medication. I know now that God had helped me through it all. Thank you, God!

Copyright © 2013 Dr. M. Teresa Trascritti

Yesterday was a tough day

Yesterday was a tough day for me. Not only did it hurt swallowing but my ears were hurting and the scabs in my throat made me cough. I nearly gagged taking the liquid children’s Tylenol. I think the pain isn’t as bad this morning, in fact I decided not to take Tylenol until I absolutely need it.

I still have discomfort when I swallow but it feels like a “regular” sore throat now. My ears hurt like I have an ear infection, but that’s about it. I still can’t open my mouth very wide to see what my throat looks like. The last time I looked, my throat on the left and right sides were covered with a white layer of scab—I guess that’s a good sign. I haven’t had any bleeding, but I heard that eventually the scabs will peel off—hopefully I won’t bleed then.

I guess I am amazed at my recovery so far. I’ve read other people’s accounts of their tonsillectomy and it’s pretty scary. I know there were lots of people praying for me and I think that’s the reason why I am healing so quickly. It’s been only three days, and supposedly the worst pain is between days 5-10 so I am hoping that it will be different for me—that the pain will not be as bad.

I’ve been thinking about Job a lot. In Job 2:8 it says, “Then Job took a piece of broken pottery and scraped himself with it as he sat among the ashes.” I felt like that yesterday—just wanting to feel better but couldn’t—I felt like crying because of the pain I was feeling.

I know that it was good for me to have my tonsils removed, but I keep wondering “why now?” I know everything happens according to God’s timing, but I still don’t know why I had to have them removed now; although this past week was an ideal time since my schedule is so light—maybe that’s why?

All I know is that I am not alone. God is helping me through this. I know that it was only a tonsillectomy, but the pain can be excruciating and I think this is the closest I have ever felt like “suffering.” I am praying for God’s peace and comfort for those who suffer on a continual basis.

Copyright © 2013 Dr. M. Teresa Trascritti

It’s only been a day and a half

It’s only been a day and a half since I had my tonsils removed (it feels a lot longer than that though). The hardest part about going into this was not knowing how much pain I would actually feel after the operation. Both the ENT doc and the anesthesiologist said that I would be in a lot of pain, but what does that really mean? Is what I imagined to be “a lot of pain” the same as what they meant?

I am in pain—it’s not excruciating, but it’s to the point that I just want my life to go back to “normal.” I want to talk again, I want to swallow again, I want to run and jump again… but, I can’t even blow my nose or eat “real” food. I ate my second bowl of liquified black bean soup this evening and halfway through it, I felt like gagging— it was the consistency.

I know that I will be better in a couple of weeks, but it’s only been about two days and it feels like an eternity already. I know I need to be patient, but it seems so hard. I can’t imagine what it must be for someone who is in constant pain. My pain should be better in about ten days, so I need to be silent and thank God that all I had was a tonsillectomy.

Romans 12:9-12 says, “…cling to what is good… Never be lacking in zeal, but keep your spiritual fervor… Be joyful in hope, patient in affliction, faithful in prayer” (NIV).

It’s so easy to start wallowing in self-pity, but that’s not how God wants me to react. My situation is only temporary. I need to find the joy even in my momentary pain, and I can’t let my current circumstances distract me from praising God—I must continue to cling to Him. I must continue to pray, not for myself, but for others. I need to stay focused—“So whether you eat or drink or whatever you do, do it all for the glory of God” (1 Cor 10:31).

Copyright © 2013 Dr. M. Teresa Trascritti