“I Wonder What God Is Going To Do with This”- Part 1 1
I woke up one morning in 1996, and it was clear to me. I’d never been more sure of anything in my life.
I didn’t want to play anymore.
In a span of three months or so, which may have even been a bit longer, I stopped caring.
I had lost my wife and my two daughters to divorce, lost my job, lost my house, and, more importantly than any of that, lost my desire to live.
What did I have to live for? Things will never get better. I wouldn’t even know where to begin. No place to live, no place to go, and virtually nothing to live for.
I looked in the mirror that day and asked God the most basic of all questions. A question we’ve all asked at various points in our lives. Why me? Why me, God? I’m a nice guy. I feel like I always think of others before I think of myself. I do unto others. Why me, man? Why me? Read the rest of this entry →
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