Each time I feel like my life is going through the sewer, where I am being forced to adapt to situations that may have come out of the blue, or ones that humble me beyond my capacity, each time this has happened I get exasperated, throw my hands in the air and of course start praying hard. Most times I think "Why me"?
I only recently discovered this (once again for the 30th time in this life). Trials and tribulations come to me when I am furthest away from God, and these come to me to bring me closer to him, and to his love. This makes me smile, and trivializes everything that kept me awake. I am safe in his hands, its God's way that prevails.
I read this yesterday- "When we plan our future we spit on God's gifts and the heaven he has built for us. And in doing so, we create hell." - Patty Kirk, Confessions of an amateur believer.
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