Suffering Bears Gifts: 5 Lessons of One-legged Days
“Suffering always comes bearing a gift.”
In the nine days, since my Achilles repair surgery, I’ve received too many gifts to count.
But the biggest one is this.
“Suffering always comes bearing a gift.”
In the nine days, since my Achilles repair surgery, I’ve received too many gifts to count.
But the biggest one is this.
“Easy for you to say,” you say. “You have so much—a loving family and health and friends.”
You’re right. I do.
And so do you. You might not feel like you do—you might not feel like the tender Princess atop her mattress stack—but you do have blessings beneath you, around you.
I know you do. This “not for granted” business is real.
I know it is true because I see it.
I saw it in a dear friend’s Caring Bridge post tonight. Her husband’s cancer is back with a vengeance.
The 1621 project is my life project. To see the grace in all the things and to give thanks.
To see like that is also a gift.
“Christians have a hope that can be ‘rubbed into’ our sorrow and anger the way salt is rubbed into meat,” Tim Keller writes. “Neither stifling grief nor giving way to despair is right. Neither repressed anger nor unchecked rage is good for your soul.”
I agree. And I add one thing: look for God’s love. It’s all around.