Concussion. Slows you down. Frustrates you. Makes you emotional. Sucks. But everything happens for a reason. Full scholarship through college, gone. 28 on ACT's when I needed a 29. Narnia, The Last Battle, Ustace and Jill didn't get to Narnia using the rings, the play THEY had come up with. Aslan didn't need the rings. God doesn't need my ACT scores. "I finally got some sense knocked into me, and I have the bump to prove it." Simba. I have my bump from falling to prove what I learned. I prayed that God would teach me something through Narnia since I can't read yet, and he did. He used Narnia and Disney, two of my favorite things. God works in mysterious ways. It gets me trusting in Him again. I had it all figured out. I didn't need him anymore. Now I see I will always need Him, and if I feel I don't, He'll make sure that I'll do.
14 January 2012 journal entry
I wrote this in my journal 5 days after I hit my head and got my concussion. I have just gotten around to putting it up in my busy schedule. Still a good reminder of our dependence on God.
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