He had called one of his dear friends.
His world just upended by the report the doctor had given him.
The prognosis for his beloved wife, who was
waiting for him in the recovery room after surgery.
The report was not a good one.
He had called his friend.
Asking for help.
Not knowing what to say to his beloved.
His friend shared these wise words, “This is a chapter, not the book of your life. Do not let a chapter define your life.”
My pastor shared this story with us recently.
And I think now of the book of my life.
And the chapters in it that I never planned to have as part of my story:
But I think too of the themes that You have always intended to be part of my story:
And You are the author of my story.
Weaving it all together.
For my good and Your glory.
P.S. I am learning that when I recognize and share how God continues to work in me, and through me, and on my behalf, these are acts of loving God well.