A while back, my youngest son came down with the flu. As I sat with him on the couch, gently rubbing his back and bemoaning the fact that he was sick, I was reminded of the verse in Romans that tells us that God works all things together for good. But how, I wondered, could anything good come out of this but for him to be well again?
As the day progressed, my daughters prayed for their brother numerous times. They made him get well cards. They wanted to sit beside him on the couch so they could comfort him too. And the answer to my question was clear. These tender little moments would have been missed if he hadn’t been sick. God gave me a glimpse of how He’s working through my children, and I’m grateful. God is always at work, sometimes in ways we wouldn’t expect, but always, truly, working things for our good.
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