Dad and Mama hated waste. Dad and Mama hated waste. Dad was born in the 1930's. Mama during WW2. Dad's parents were first generation Americans, born to Swedish and German immigrants. Mama was the oldest of seven (and then ten). They both knew hard times. They both shared what they had generously. They taught me that when things do not go as I hoped and prayed, that does not mean they went wrong.
"I pray that God, the source of hope, will fill you completely with joy and peace because you trust in him. Then you will overflow with confident hope through the power of the Holy Spirit." -Romans 15:13
We cannot see the big picture from where we sit. They taught me to trust that God is still the Creator of the universe. They taught me about heaven's greatest gift, Jesus. They looked for the Holy Spirit to be our comforter, counselor, and friend.
Today's trials are really a training grounds for tomorrow's victories.
Today, I am grateful nothing is wasted.
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