Today my friends, Charity and Gloria, came over with the kids. The afternoon turned out a lot nicer than expected. The kids played on the golf cart with a plastic tub drug behind it. They had lots of fun. Even the dogs, Jack and Lucy, had a playdate full of running with each other.
Days like these remind me of my donut making go-cart and air grabbing three-wheeler days. Yes, I'd like to be as rough and free in play as I used to be, but there is a time for every season of life. Having an independent spirit, I can honestly say my disabilities have broken me into a dependence on God sooner in my life than I suspect without them.
Until you are truly broken, your perspective on Who is in control of your life is biased with self confidence. If we could grasp the strength of God's power in the tornado, then why can't we see His power over our lives? I trust in the joy of the future to be far more freer than what I remember of the past.
