For the past couple of days I’ve been thinking about how bad things sometimes happen in life. I mean really bad things. I was watching Oprah and Rev. Run was on there with his family talking about how he refused to believe that God was bad or angry after his baby daughter had died shortly after her birth. Some people choose to dwell in the negative when something like this happens to them. Some people never recover. They choose to become bitter. I was really uplifted by the fact that the Simmons family was so positive in the face of their loss, determined to appreciate their blessings and move forward.
There have been things in my life that have happened that could just take the air out of me. I just cried until I was a throbbing, slobbery, snotty, sweaty mess. Sometimes on the floor. Sometimes I didn’t get out of bed. Then the sun came up and God would gently nudge me out of bed to live on. To move forward. To learn from what had happened. I’ll never know why bad things happen, but I believe that sometimes God has great things for us and sometimes the circumstances of life (whether we choose them or they choose us) have to break us down in order that we may be strong enough for the demands of that greatness.
I got some terrible news today. One of my friends lost the baby she was carrying. This is the second time it has happened to her. I’ll continue to pray for strength for her and her husband and the wisdom and love they will need for the path ahead.
TJs Things 
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