tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-606178454067216496.post1634070970259665871..comments2023-10-25T03:42:41.221-05:00Comments on Pilgrim Days: When All Feels Lost -- the joy in a sad storyPilgrim Dayshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02477430833391246977noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-606178454067216496.post-55508676613364672302017-01-23T15:19:06.178-06:002017-01-23T15:19:06.178-06:00I remember that part of the sermon, too, because i...I remember that part of the sermon, too, because it struck me so hard. The exposure. My story is very different from you, but in my mind my "exposure" came up and I wondered at this consideration of being exposed before God as a good thing. It was not good before people, but I didn't know God then. I didn't know He was there until later.<br /><br />I struggle with God's allowing, too. It's a real struggle. Sometimes I gasp out loud and wonder how a "good father" could allow, no-ORDAIN these. Sometimes I feel like I am storm-tossed in a sea of undefinable depths and I can't find shore.<br /><br />But, there are also times I fall backwards into safe arms and know they were always there.<br /><br />This life is weird. And messy. And crushing. I often don't understand the point. But, I know my God and He has this in His hands. So, I only have what He has given to give to you: I am with you always - even to the end of the age.<br /><br />I love you.Maddiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01868761385976402612noreply@blogger.com