You know...maybe if my life had been "perfect" and fallen into place the way I wanted/dreamed it would, I would never have searched for God? I think that's always been my heart's desire. To know Him. To please Him. To understand Him. A lot of Christians (prots) I talk to about my beliefs now are often shocked, but I think that's because their life has worked or they've worked to go about it on their terms. Did I make choices in error? Yes. Am I grieving things lost to me now, in this age? Yes. But I still try hard to make choices to please our Heavenly Father. I still seek to know Him. And I find joy there. What is to come will surpass the most imaginative picture we can come up with. Jesus' words and Isaiah's words do little justice to describe what is to come. My grief may be the seed, but the hope that grows from it it glorious!
