I was taking a break, or so I thought. I know one thing. Never again, never anything of a political nature here. I'll have to trust Him when I step up to the ballot. I have no idea what I'm going to do.
Still may take a break, but God's working.
After my friend called about his daughter and grandson, and not knowing what was happening, or even if they were alive, I got on my knees and thanked God for them, and prayed His hand in their lives, and asked Him if they were okay. He said, "Yes."
Of course, we never trust ourselves, do we? We're obviously talking to ourselves. What does it take to trust? I was overcome with a sense of peace after I heard that, though. Turns out I heard right. Praise God.
Yesterday, I was asking God why we suffer so much, so many in such pain. Many of you are in pain with chronic disease. I'm in the middle of a wicked flare of lupus and fibromyalgia right now. I have only worked 2 days out of the last 8.
Why is my stepmom suffering with a neurological disease just when she found happiness with my dad?
Why are KB and Ann also dealing with a neurological illness and both of them with such trials?
Why are some moms going through so much right now?
"Why, God?" I asked.
He said, "My Son suffered, too, you know."
A tad angry, I said, "Well, at least He knew what was going to happen after all that!!"
God said, "So do you."