Today, I experienced a major disappointment. In meeting my consoling, supportive wife for lunch at a local restaurant, I shared with her about the challenges of the morning.
Suddenly, my wife recognized someone sitting at the table across from us. She called his name and introduced me to a man who had lost his young adult son in a tragic auto accident about a year and a half ago. When asked how the man was doing, he shared how he lived just one day at a time and did not know how people survived a tragedy without having faith in God. He also remarked how he looked forward to seeing his son again!
My momentary light afflictions pale in comparison to those of my quadriplegic sister and this grieving dad. It is not by accident that God sent me specific reminders today in meeting this man and also taking me to Luke 18:1 (…”men always ought to pray and not lose heart.”)
God truly cares as we cry out to Him.