I realized I was facing every day with the fear of the flare. As I lifted my cries for mercy, I felt something shift in my heart. I still woke with pain that kept me hobbling and stiff, but I felt God's presence confronting my fear and calling me to worship Him right there.
Even if our movements change and our tasks shift, the GIVING of our FATHER is always a constant. He has more to give us than just another way of coping. He is to be depended upon and will bless our days - painful or whole - with GIFTS of His choosing, always with GOOD in mind.
A little girl memorized this simple hymn, He Leadeth Me, which became a lifelong prayer for every step of her journey.
