Reflection: My darling wife has organised for me to have a wheelchair at the airport. But I feel like a fraud. Surely, that is taking things too far. After all, I can walk a fair way.
And then, an hour later, I am saying to God, “Lord, I am so tired of being tired. When is enough, enough? When do I cross the line?”
God doesn’t answer… and he’s not obliged to. But I know God looks at me with love––for he knows.
And it is enough for me to know that God knows… and that he loves.
At least, it is enough most of the time.
Forgive me, Lord, when I wobble in my trust.
Prayer: Dear Father, I love your son… and I love the promises he gives. I cherish them and hold them close when I am weak. They are the promise of his presence and of things to come. They thrill my soul. Amen.