On Sunday, I fell while running at half marathon and scraped my knees, elbow, and the palms of my hands. Runners fall all the time. In fact, it was said that if you haven’t tripped over and fall, you’re not a runner yet. Nevertheless, someone joked, “God has a way of punishing people who miss Sunday service.” Imagine for a moment that it is true. God must love me if he takes the time to discipline me. While this may all be a coincident, I can’t help but to think whether the hard things in life are God’s way of telling me something good.
There’s a song by Laura Story called Blessing. In the song, she sang how it takes a thousand sleepless night to know that you’re near Him; blessings come through raindrops and healing comes through tears. While this is all very comforting, it certainly doesn’t feel that way when you’re in the midst of it all!
We have been meeting with our old pastor recently. Last night, he asked us some very important questions. Something challenging for me is that the answer is: We not ready yet. While marriage and having a family is something I look forward to, I will cherish it even more when we know that it’s the right time and we’re both ready to move forward. Something nice that I have discovered is that I’m still young:-)
