This is what my life has felt like for the past year.
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This past year brought me layoffs. It brought me people who called me a friend and then turned their backs on me. A Christian even encouraged me to lie and steal (I refused).
What’s worse than that? My story is common. The number of people who are suffering is staggering. The number of people who are hanging on by their fingertips is heart stopping.
Where is God in all of this?
Should I really pray for God to take away all of the hurts and pains? That’s a question I’ve spent a lot of time on this past year. I certainly have enough aches and pains that I do not want.
Then God let me figure it out. And I will be forever-grateful.
How can I show empathy without knowing the pain?
How can I show kindness without knowing what it feels like to shunned?
How can I show love without knowing what it feels like to be hated.
I’ve tasted the pain first hand. For every ounce of pain that I’ve felt, God has been there – giving me strength to make it through. No, that’s not accurate. God gives me the strength to help others through those tough times. To help the people that are in the same challenging places as me. Suddenly, the pain doesn’t hurt so much. My circumstances haven’t changed. But my focus has.
Now I look up and see the God has brought me to a wonderful place. A great job. Great friends. And the ability to serve.
How often do I have to keep learning that God is big enough to take care of my every need!
The Lord is my Shepard!
Worthy of all my trust.
Worthy of all of my hope.
Worthy of all my love.