Saturday, I decided I'd tackle the dreaded task of cleaning my basement. It was pretty bad, so I had a lot of time to think and pray. I'm so thankful for that time, as I feel God helped me deal with issues I needed to think thru.
I probably have cancer. Life isn't fair.
I probably won't be able to care for my kids like I would like. Life isn't fair.
My kids probably will have to deal with a bunch of emotional baggage. Life isn't fair.
I'll probably have to undergo painful disfiguring surgery. Life isn't fair.
I'll probably have to go thru months of difficult treatments. Life isn't fair.
Jesus chose to die for my sins, so I could have eternal life with Him and His Father. His life certainly wasn't fair! I've decided I'm actually thankful and blessed that life isn't fair.
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