I can’t remember a time in my life we I didn’t have allergies. I can remember walking to school as a boy coughing, and hacking, and being miserable. Doctor after doctor treated me to no avail. It was always blamed on dust, mold, and different grasses. After so many years of fighting it I concluded that I was just going to be miserable certain months of the year.
As the years flew by my allergies continued longer and longer each year. Again, doctors treated me, and allergists shot me, week after week. Still, there was little relief. At one point last year I was taking 5 medications orally, and 2 different inhalers. Still, no relief. The allergies at this point did not let up any time of the year. I still functioned my regular schedule, but never felt well very often.
In October of last year I was having problems with a hiatal hernia. My gastroenterologist recommended for me not to eat anything after 6:00pm. We began having our main meal everyday between 2:00pm and 3:00pm. Most of my life I have eaten a bowl, well, maybe a big bowl of ice cream every evening. After our schedule change this still gave me some time to have my ice cream before 6:00pm. I noticed that I would really get sick after eating it. Nothing else in the environment had changed, but I would get very sick coughing, and well, I’ll relieve you of the other details. So I began to think maybe it was the ice cream.
To make a long story short, after experimenting with foods myself over a period of time, I concluded that I had a dairy allergy. I conferred with my doctor, and he was in agreement based upon my experimenting that I indeed had one. I had already confirmed it to myself no matter what any doctor were to tell me. I want to fess up right now and tell you that I really love good pizza, various types of cheese, and most Italian food. Ice cream was a daily ritual. I have drank many a gallon of fresh milk. And chocolate was also a regular favorite. Needless to say, my eating life has changed. We have found some substitutes, but none are the real deal.
I have probably told you all way too much, and a lot more than you care knowing about my newly discovered health condition. But the point is, I have this allergy because of the Fall of Adam. Yes, the blame is on him. We always need to have a scapegoat. But, because I am one of his offspring, the blame is also on me. Since the Fall, all of God’s creation has been groaning under the weight of sin (Romans 8:22). All of creation is waiting for that glorious day when sin will be no more. The curse will be removed, and we will live in a new heaven and on a new earth. This is every believers hope. We have this hope only because of Christ, and His work on our behalf.
Now, I have looked and looked, and I still don’t know the answer. Will I get to catch up on my missed pizza and ice cream in Heaven? By the way, I have a perfect cholesterol reading.