“It is a gift to have a body that holds our soul here on earth, with a heart that beats and air that
moves through our lungs. It’s a gift to be able to come to God with our prayers. It’s a gift to do the
things that give us joy. It’s a gift to have opportunities to love our neighbors. We live an incarnational
life on purpose. God designed it that way. By our very design we have limitations. We can fight them
or accept them.”
I was just thinking the other day about God’s goodness.
Tonight, I was blown away by God’s goodness. Honestly, if you asked me a year ago, if I would be living Mansfield by my choice, dating the love of my life and working at a hospital
in direct patient care, I would have laughed in your face.
I did laugh in my brothers face when he mentioned something about me returning to the hospital setting.
I honestly figured that was long gone as well as the hopes that anyone would be able to love me and my
broken (albeit slowly put back together brain and “Sara”). But God in his goodness put me back together
piece by piece and placed someone in my life that could handle my put together self with grace.
I don’t know what the future holds for me, but right now, I can honestly say that God is good. A year and a
half ago, I struggled with believing-truly believing-that statement.
God is good.
God has a good plan for me.
I couldn’t see it. Sometimes, I honestly wondered why He saved me.
He has burst out of every box that I tried to put Him in.
I have been so blessed by the unit and people in the hospital God has placed me with.
The man in my life who graciously deals with my schedule and loves my healing brain.
My small group girls and leaders God has put in my life to mold me more like himself.
The sunsets and sunrises where God shows His glory after a long day or long night.
So here I am overwhelmed by the goodness of God and realizing that God is not asking me to change
the world. He is simply asking me to love my neighbor-the people He has chosen to put in my sphere of
influence. Here I’ll be, simply loving my corner of the world.