Countless childhood surgeries. Yearlong stints in the hospital. Verbal and physical bullying from classmates. Multiple miscarriages as a young wife. The unexpected death of a child. A debilitating progressive disease. Riveting pain. Betrayal. A husband who leaves.
If it were up to me, I would have written my story differently. Not one of those phrases would be included. Each line represents something hard. Gut wrenching. Life changing.
But now, in retrospect, I wouldn’t erase a single line.
These words introduce a post on Desiring God’s website (Feb 8, 2014) by Veneetha Rendall. Read the rest of the post to discover how she learned that “eating the everyday, bland, sometimes unwelcome manna produces a joy beyond my wildest imaginings.”