Today I read Job 38 and 39. I love how Job had so many questions for God and when God finally speaks, He doesn't answer them. At least, not directly. The reality is that He does answer them, but in a way that shows Job that his questions weren't invalid, just not the questions he really needed to be asking.
I think I'm there. I'm asking a lot of questions: why did I decide to make this move, am I right to choose advanced practice nursing or should I have just gone ahead to medical school, am I stunting my growth here by missing what I had, what's going on with my mom, etc. But am I really asking the right ones? Speak God. I'm trying to listen...
Thursday, November 6, 2008
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