There’s some great truth in this statement . . .
But there’s so more to it.
This idea definitely resonates with me because as I look back on my life, I see some terribly wrong things that have happened – I live in a corrupt, disappointing, sinful, “stuff goes wrong” world. I have experienced great loss but I have also experienced great healing . . .
. . . and it’s not over yet.
I have learned that there is no straight line in this walk with Jesus, Instead, there is a journey — a transformation into his likeness from one degree of glory to another, which comes from the Lord, who is the Spirit. (2 Corinthians 3.18)
My Lord. The One who knows my frailties, limits, losses and wounds.
The One Who does not waste an ounce of my pain.
The One who is never overwhelmed with my messy life – even when I am.
The older I get, the more I understand. I get glimpses of answers to questions that I’ve asked but more importantly, I get peace that surpasses all understanding. (Philippians 4.7)
I am committed to the journey and I am thankful for the pain.
I am who I am because Jesus is Who He is.
The Lord is like a father to his children, tender and compassionate to those who fear him. For he understands how weak we are; he knows we are only dust…But the love of the Lord remains forever with those who fear him. Psalm 103.13-17