Something to Chew On
So last night I had a bit of food poisoning and while I was writhing in bed with agonizing stomach cramps, did God stop by to comfort me? Not once.
Sometimes I think that God is only a fair-weather friend.
You don’t suppose he picked me to write his blog because my life is generally going well, do you?
Actually, I’m fairly certain that God has big things in store for you. Think of the stomach cramps as training for future martyrdom.
Ah, I get it. The real reason God comes and talks to me is to probe for my weak spots.