I heard something in church today that I want to share here. A woman told a devastating story she had about a nonviable pregnancy she had twenty years ago. When recounting this story, she used the phrase, “when I was blessed with this trial” and I haven’t been able to stop thinking about that. I have had trials and challenges in my life but nothing affects me more than my children being hurt or challenged in some way. I can’t imagine the pain this woman must have gone through, losing her baby only 40 minutes after he was born. Yet there she sat, saying she had been blessed with this trial. I was really touched by her hope and her perspective and I hope that as life throws more challenges my way, that I can see them as blessings.

Happy Sunday, everybody.

xo

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