Favorite blogs Friday! {Angie Smith}
I think it was her smile that first captured me. Then I heard that she had a story. A story of loss. One of the scariest stories ever, the story of a mother loosing her child kind of scary story. Why did it scare me so? It reminded me of our human frailness. I was reminded that though God loves us, His will sometimes pangs us. Sometimes our loving God bestows, what can seem like unfathomable grief onto us—His children, cutting us to our core . . . breaking our human hearts. What I've learned from my personal walk with the God is that, yes, sometimes we experience this kind of hurt through His love. God allowing us to experience pain or loss in no way means He doesn't love us or that He loves us less. So yes, to make it plain, often times God's purpose for our lives hurt. And that scared me. That scares me. And it reminds me of His unblemished Son in the Garden of Gethsmaine praying in anguish for His cup to be removed from Him. For those of us who know Go