Back in July I sprained my foot and it swelled up like a balloon, and then turned black and blue. It took me a while before I could get back to normal activity, even then a portion of my foot was still swollen. Now it’s September, and we had one of our grandsons over to spend the night and to go to church with us the next day. We have a car seat, and I was transferring it from the truck to my car on Sunday morning, I lost my balance and fell, twisting it again! I laid on the wet ground, crushing some of my caladiums, writhing in pain. I made myself get up, because no one saw me fall. You may say that this was just an accident, but I say that it was part of the enemy's plan to keep us from attending church, because as I laid on the ground dressed, and ready to go, my first thought was that church might be out of the question. I pushed through, got up, change clothes, and went anyway. The enemy lost. We will be fighting him until the end, but he will not win every battle, and he definitely lost the war in the end. Our best life is yet to come, hang in there until Jesus returns.
Whoever loves his life loses it, and whoever hates his life in this world will keep it for eternal life. John 12:25