Suffering stinks. Certainly around the holidays and especially when you did nothing to bring on the suffering. You know the kind, it just shows up at your door one day out of the clear blue. Cancer, Death, and our current one: traumatic brain injury. I watched several videos today from 2 years ago of Ethan. Gosh, I had almost forgotten that little boy…the one before the accident. Maybe I shouldn’t be watching them. Maybe that is why Paul instructs us to not look back, but to press on. But I did, and it made me sad. I was reading in the book of Romans today…

For I reckon that the sufferings of this present time are not worthy to be compared with the glory which shall be revealed in us.
Romans: 8:18

My sufferings are minor to some, I know. I look at others situations and am very glad to have my problems. I promise I am not throwing a pity party…but I do take comfort knowing that the suffering will not last forever. One day at a time, sweet Jesus!