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If the news about my biopsy had been different, if it had been cancer, if it had been a life-threatening report . . . would I have reacted differently?
I married a humble, godly, romantic man at twenty years old. Every girls' dream, right? Yet, exactly two weeks into marriage, I wrote this in my journal: "Why am I so unhappy? So scared and confused?" Surprised? I was, too. Getting married was more than I could have asked for, for none of the reasons I expected.
At age 37 I'm finally beginning to understand that my greatest ministries have not come out of my greatest strengths, gifts, or wisdom. Instead, they've come out of my greatest weaknesses: the things that humble me to my core, seem foolish to the world, are easily misunderstood by others, and push me past my limits.
Do you ever feel like you're continuously coming up short? Dishes in the sink. Mountains of laundry growing by the day. Bathrooms that need to be cleaned . . . again. DIY Pinterest projects aren't turning out perfectly. Should have said this. Should have done that. Recently, I had one of those days.