I strongly disagree with the statement “God only gives us what we can handle.” I believe that Heavenly Father takes me to the brink. To the very edge of my endurance and then he says, ” Your potential is infinite and I know you can do this.”
Is life unfair? Horrifically so. But how can I know the sweet without the sour? How can I recognize the blessings without a few trials thrown in?
Do I see the sense in natural disasters? Accidents and horrible diseases that take loved ones? No, because my perspective is small and I can’t see the big picture.
Do I love my trials? Do I find joy in my afflictions? Nope. Not even close. But I’m still searching for meaning and silver linings in my trials. Perhaps every trial is a loving reminder to simply be grateful for what I have, to cherish more dearly those times of peace.
There’s a line from a children’s song that is sung in my church. It’s been circling my brain pan for the last month. “Have faith, have hope, live like His Son, help others on their way.”