I woke up this morning and discovered Mitt lost and found myself at peace. Allow me to tell you why. When I got shot in the head, I couldn't see how God would allow it. That same year, I was kicked out of the Army, hit by a semi, fired by my next job, kicked out of my house, my next girlfriend dumped me for an idiot (and to be honest, I was one too) and I got divorced. Saw no way possible that it could be a good thing and wondered why God kept kicking me.
Yes it hurt. It hurt a lot and I spent a lot of time trying to wrap my head around it and the whole time there was a voice saying "Wait. I have this."
Then, I got married, had my son, started catching up on bills, got involved in politics, went to DC on numerous occassions, appointed to the Governor's Council and have been moving forward.
Here's my point. We are tried by fire. It hurts, we can't see why it's happening to us but we have to listen. "Wait. I have this." Trust in that.
Yes it hurt. It hurt a lot and I spent a lot of time trying to wrap my head around it and the whole time there was a voice saying "Wait. I have this."
Then, I got married, had my son, started catching up on bills, got involved in politics, went to DC on numerous occassions, appointed to the Governor's Council and have been moving forward.
Here's my point. We are tried by fire. It hurts, we can't see why it's happening to us but we have to listen. "Wait. I have this." Trust in that.
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