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Sufficient Grace
The bad news comes. There is pain. There is sorrow. There are moments of why me? Why now? But the void is filled. Our all-knowing God knows I would face this situation this day. He knows I need His words of hope and they are there. I open up my computer to read my morning devotion and this Scripture confronts me: “But He said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power may rest on me. “(2 Corinthians 12:9 NIV) The writer of this Scripture, the apostle Paul, is to many…
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Works In Progress
It is painful to watch. Each moment is laborious, fraught with much effort and concentration. My young student valiantly attempts to read the text before her, but it is a struggle. My heart breaks for her. She is already in grade three but cannot read well. Every ounce of my being wants to assist her. It would be easy for me to just read the words for her so she can continue on in the story. She gets the meaning much faster when I read as opposed to her word by word version where she loses the gist of the story before she finishes the sentence. I fight the…
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Praying in the Storm
The snow swirls around as a storm engulfs our area. Visibility wanes and mobility suffers. Paths that were easy to walk yesterday are now impassable. Going outdoors involves multiple layers of clothing and lots of shovelling. The weather outside goes along with my mood. The challenging circumstances of life right now engage me in a constant battle of trying to move forward in this blizzard that is my life. How do I take steps ahead on what seems to be an impenetrable road? My prayers focus on the topic of imploring the Lord to change my circumstances. Over and over I beg God to fix what is wrong or remove…
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It Makes No Sense
I really wonder if anything else can be thrown into this week. I have been hammered with an onslaught of circumstances that threaten to encompass me. All of them have been things totally out of my control. There is nothing I can do to ease them or make them go away. I do not like feeling powerless. I do not like feeling overwhelmed. In these pandemic days, I really don’t need any additional stress. Part of me is angry. Why me? This is not the first time the school I am working for is closing down. Why do I have to deal with the very real chance that I…
