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God is Good!

I had an easy life until I was about 18 years old. Then my parents got divorced, my boyfriend found out he had a malignant brain tumor, and my dad died of cancer all within a few years. I had to watch my husband go through brain surgery, radiation, and then chemo for 2 years. Then he lost his job in 2009. All the while, I was constantly worrying about my sister and brother and the destructive paths their lives seemed to be taking after my dad died.   

I’ve been through some tough times, just as most everyone has. There have been times when I have struggled with my faith and even doubted God. But even during the times when my faith was not that strong, He never left my side. He was always there to comfort me and give me peace. He always provided through everything, opened new doors and presented us with opportunities at just the right time. 

I believe that God always works things out for our good.  Our pastor talked about this at church a few weekends ago. God takes all the things that have happened in our lives – the little things, the big things, ALL things-and orchestrates it into His plan for us. He takes everything and makes it into our “story”, so that He can use our story to be a part of His story, to bring Him glory.

As long as we keep our faith and trust in Him, He won’t let us down. Things may not go the way WE might have planned it, but God’s plan is always better. It will always work out in the end. Sometimes I am overwhelmed and amazed at how blessed I am.  God has filled me with so much JOY, and I just want to share it. :)

And we know that all things work together for good to those who love God, to those who are the called according to His purpose.” Romans 8:28


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  1. Beautiful post...I needed the reminder this week.

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  2. You are so amazing! The same happened to me! I am still young, only 21, but at 18 the worst things every imaginable happened. But its funny, the burden God gave me helped me lift stronger and now I can do anything I put my mind to! Funny how he is all knowing and has a better future planned for us than we even imagined!

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