I had a bunch of posts drafted for today. But I wanted to share this, instead.
Yesterday, a relative of mine was the victim of a pretty severe car accident. When my mom called with the news, I learned that his injuries weren’t life-threatening, but that he was strapped to a backboard in the hospital waiting for an MRI. We prayed.
And, I’ll be honest: I found myself pretty discouraged.
Lately it seems like every good and kind believer I know has been under attack in various ways. Freak, life-altering accidents. Job problems. House issues. Health matters. And while I know that the world is not fair and we live under a curse and Satan attacks people and in the scope of eternity it will all be fine and all the tears will be wiped away…it’s still hard. It’s hard to watch. It requires me to remind myself constantly…
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