The last several days my thoughts have been with Carl and the family. For those of you that don't know Carl he is a friend of mine who had a motorcycle accident that left his legs all busted up. I'm praying for a complete recovery for Carl and peace and strength for the family. Thank God for giving us doctors that have the knowledge and skill to do what is necessary to help our bodies heal.
Sometimes I struggle to make sense of it all. Why does God allow these types of things happen to us?
I firmly believe that God could heal me in an instance but then I think, what makes me more special to God than the millions of other people that need healing. Like the children in Africa stricken with aids and starvation. God loves us all right? In the Bible, Peter tells us not to be surprised at the trials that come upon you, but rejoice as you share Christ's sufferings so that we may rejoice and be glad when his glory is revealed. To be quite honest, I find it hard to rejoice in my suffering, but I'm trying.
I'm looking forward to tonight when some of my friends come and we hang out at a restaurant and have fun. I'm thankful I can still get out some.