Sometimes there’s a fire in your life and you ask God,
“Lord, let me go around the fire.” And God says, “No.”
Then you ask, “Lord, then let me go over the fire.”
And God says, “No.” Then you ask,
“Well Lord, please let me go under the fire.”
And God says, “No. Go through the fire and I’ll b
I believed I was too sensitive and weak. To “prove” I wasn’t a victim anymore, I moved closer to painful experiences rather than away from them. Remaining in harm’s way and exposing myself to more pain kept me in the victim role rather than moving me out of it.
Every man or woman who loves [God], they hate Him too, because He's a hard God, a jealous God, He Is, what He Is, and in this world He's apt to repay service with pain while those who do evil ride over the roads in Cadillac cars. Even the joy of serving Him is a bitter joy.