Seasons of suffering in life are as sure as March snow flurries in
Minnesota.
And such climate shifts test trust, materialize maturity, and
make us long for spring.
In the not so distant past, God let a blizzard of pain hit my home
that drained our fuel and tried our faith. While the season of deep
sorrow covered months, not years, the grief was real and the scars
permanent. The suffering was part of our journey of adoption –– with one
child lost, declared unadoptable, and another secured, but only after
an arduous battle among the visible and invisible realms. Beautiful
creations can be shaped from ice. Below are four lessons learned in the
cold.
1. I am excessively sinful and weak, and the gospel is amazingly beautiful.
God shows his love for us in that while we were still sinners, Christ died for us. Since, therefore, we have now been justified by his blood, how much more shall we be saved from the wrath of God. (Romans 5:8–9) Continue at Jason DeRouchie
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