There’s an intensity right now to her need for a lot of my time, my energy, and my body. She reminds me that we are not that different right now; I, too, am utterly dependent on God the Father.
We are moving back to the same place and into the same house others rented while we lived in New Orleans. We are reconnecting with a lot of the same friends. But I am not the same, and I have come to see these differences as a testament to God’s love towards me.
For the Christian, a commitment to the truth both about God and reality and love for neighbor are both good strategies to start with when we open Twitter or Facebook and set out to think.
Knowing that God will produce fruit from our suffering becomes a reason for joy in our suffering.