God’s been testing me.
My best friend (who is non-religious) went to a Catholic church over Easter and came home complaining about the sermon and religion in general. I listened, but I don’t know the views of the Catholic church very well, so I couldn’t back up or try to explain the message. My best friend kept saying that the preacher called Mankind “weak.” I couldn’t figure out what the message actually was, especially since I’m just now beginning to study the Bible and learn about God.
Yesterday I got the stomach flu. Mind you, this is the third time in my life I’ve had the stomach flu, and the first time in seven or more years that I’ve actually thrown up. I have a horrible phobia of vomiting, so I never do. Anyway, Tuesday night, I could feel that Wednesday was going to be a stressful day at school, and I remember praying to God, asking him to give me the strength to face the next day. Instead, I get the stomach flu.
It’s true that God works in mysterious ways, and even if that means having the stomach flu, I somehow appreciate it.
