On Monday last week, I was feeling good about life. It seemed we were in a good place after a few recent setbacks. Tuesday evening we were blindsided as if an 18-wheeler had crossed the center line, scraped the entire right side of our car and the impact forced us off the road into the ditch of the median. Sometimes we have days in the ditch, sometimes it’s weeks, sometimes it’s a much longer season of months or years. Tuesday night, as my insides churned and my emotions ricocheted, I typed out these words because I was very disappointed with God. This was His fault it seemed.
It's Been a Hard Week
It's Been a Hard Week
It's Been a Hard Week
On Monday last week, I was feeling good about life. It seemed we were in a good place after a few recent setbacks. Tuesday evening we were blindsided as if an 18-wheeler had crossed the center line, scraped the entire right side of our car and the impact forced us off the road into the ditch of the median. Sometimes we have days in the ditch, sometimes it’s weeks, sometimes it’s a much longer season of months or years. Tuesday night, as my insides churned and my emotions ricocheted, I typed out these words because I was very disappointed with God. This was His fault it seemed.