This is one more time I’m writing while hurling down the freeway. My husband is hosting a district-wide picnic Saturday, which means the drop off of a lot of stuff today. I tagged along because I can. I read my chapter (number twelve, if anyone’s tracking that) in When God Isn’t There. It’s a good thing I don’t get car sick! This book is quietly changing my heart. I can feel it becoming part of me.
David’s messages have calmed so much of my anger. In fact, I don’t feel angry anymore or hurt. I am filled with gratitude to a God who inspired David to write these words of comfort and who led me to find it on the shelves of hundreds of books. It twirly was a miracle and one I desperately needed. Thank God for His intervening hand in my life!