By Lois Hewitt

Falling apart?  Or
Falling into place?

It’s a matter of how one decides to view things.

I’ve had traumas, just like we all have, and in the past I chose to stomp my feet, scream at God and throw tantrums.

After each trauma that passed, and they do pass, I saw more good come from it than I could ever have imagined.

This last six months (and it’s not over yet) has been a season of testing for me.  This one is different from the ones in the past.

No stomping of feet.  No yelling at God.  No why mes.  Just a weird sense of peace.

That’s not to say I haven’t had the occasional mini melt down but overall I have chosen to react differently.

As I look around, I choose to see blessings.  I see the fear and anxiety but I have chosen to not dwell on them.  I’m human I still do hence the shingles. But my inner being is mostly at peace.

I have been studying the Bible and learning and praying.  I see my trials as gifts.

They say these seasons are meant to prepare you for the next door to open.  I can’t even imagine what that door could lead to but I will be ready.

I say this often…life is difficult.  I never understood the part I played in it.  My attitude.  My feelings.  I have everything to do with how I choose to accept or deny my trials.  It doesn’t change the trial but it changes me

Standing firm in God and trusting Him will absolutely change the way you see this earthly life. It’s definitely no magic elixir that makes it all cotton candy and rainbows, but it creates something in you…strength, courage, faith, wisdom and more.

Today I truly thank God for my season of testing.  For His plan for us is for our good.  And I see He has never left my side.