The Healing We Did Not Expect
There is a beautiful mystery about walking with God. We often think the path will be clear — that the promises will arrive like a sunrise, obvious and undeniable. Yet so often the road of faith is quieter than that. It asks us to keep walking long before we see the destination. This morning, after watching a sermon by Joel Osteen together, Christy and I were talking about this very thing. Faith is not just believing once. Faith is continuing to do what we know we are called to do — day after day — trusting that God is faithfully working behind the scenes of our lives. Both of us feel deeply that God has spoken to us about the future. There are dreams, purposes, and beautiful chapters ahead that we believe He is already unfolding. In many ways, we can feel His hand moving things into place. And yet, there is one area that still feels unanswered. Christy’s pain. Since 1988 she has carried a burden that few people could truly understand. That year her magnificent 21-hand hybrid draft hors...