My will be done!
I was in middle school when I lost someone that I loved, deeply loved like a brother, in a tragic accident. I was confused. I was hurt. I was angry. Why, God, why? He was young, full of life, kind, and loved You! This is not part of my will! Be still, my child, and watch Me work. My will be done! And in the days, weeks, months and even years after his death - God has used him, my amazing friend, to win people for Christ. ------------------------------ The summer I turned 14 my parents left the church my dad had been pastoring for almost 10 years. I had to say "goodbye" to everything and everyone I knew. I was sad. I was scared. I was anxious. How, God, could You take me away? My parents can still serve You without us moving! This is not supposed to be part of the plan! I have a future for you. My will be done! It was because of my parents' obedience to God, and their decision to follow His call to move our family, that I ha