Man, I’ve been reeling lately, can I just tell you that? There was that comment from a friend a few weeks ago, about my choice to be a stay-at-home mom. I’m still hearing that off-hand remark echoing in my ears…
Then I got word from a friend, halfway across the country, that her daughter had collapsed while working out, from a brain aneurysm. She’s been in the hospital ever since, as the doctors deal with the repercussions in her brain and heart. Notwithstanding the miracle that she’s alive; she has a long way to go.
Then last week I heard from another friend that she and her husband were getting divorced. The pain of a divorce ripples out in many directions, and in this case, I’m feeling it too.
Having a discussion with a longtime friend of mine. It was a theological discussion, so it was something we were both interested in, but we hit a point of disagreement. The point wasn’t even something in the Bible, just something one of us had heard in a sermon, and we were having a perfectly congenial debate about it when she decided we were done. She “corrected” me, cut me off, and moved on. I’ve been stewing about it ever since.
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I feel like I should be less affected by the things around me. I know I should. God promises me peace when I don’t understand it, and victory despite my circumstances. He does not, however, promise me numbness. Pain is still gonna hurt.
Should the amount of pain be less? Maybe. Should I get over it sooner? Maybe. I guess it just comes down to the fact that some of us are more sensitive than others.
Light Expectations 