With summer being over and fall slowly showing its colors, I have had a trying month. I realize God does things for a reason, therefore I am not bothered when trials happen. If I am to partake in Jesus’ glory, why should I not partake in his suffering?
So when my son landed in the hospital for a week, and my wife and I took turns to stay by his bedside while the doctors tried to figure out what was wrong with him, I prayed. I knew God was doing something great in our lives, but I did not know what it was.
Thankfully, we did end up finding out what was wrong with him, and we did end up taking measures to fix the problem.
Now that I have had the chance to think back on everything, I know for sure God was there every step of the way…
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