Today was a hard day. I scraped the car trying to reverse into my new carport, had conversations I didn’t want to have about the possibility of not having children of my own. It’s a thought that has never been far from my heart or head, and by proxy, tears have never been far from my eyes.
I sometimes wonder why I find it so hard to forget about God and just walk away. I mean, it’s not just me who has hard times – it seems pretty universal. So why hang on? Why not walk away from God and Christianity once and for all? I have come to the conclusion that it boils down to stubbornness.
I am stubborn. Prior to today I had always seen that as a bad thing, a thing that caused me trouble. But maybe it’s the thing that has actually kept me faithful. Maybe this ‘thorn in my side’ has actually been a blessing.
Luke 22: 31-32 ‘“Simon, Simon, Satan has asked to sift you as wheat. But I have prayed for you, Simon, that your faith may not fail. And when you have turned back, strengthen your brothers.”’
Have you been given a thorn that you hadn’t realised was a blessing to you and potentially others?
