Found
This week I found God in my little mister. Friday afternoon found us in the emergency room because our doctors feared his cold might not be a cold at all, and now two days later he is standing in the backyard holding his favorite chicken. The past few days have been a whirlwind of emotion and it reaffirmed something important for me. While I don’t understand the way God works, I do understand, now more than ever, that I don’t need to. It’s not what I’m called to do. I’m called to have faith at all times, and this week this little boy reminded me of that.
I hope you’ll come by Beautifully Rooted to see where others have found God in their lives this past week. You can link up with us any time throughout the week.
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