It's been another tough week personally and professionally.
Traffic during my commute was horrendous and drivers were rude, work was
challenging and disappointing, and my personal life took a nosedive as well.
I wanted to stand on
the street corner and scream, "Why? Where is the peace you promised? Where
is the justice?"
As expected, God answered.
First, I read a quote by J.C. Ryle: "Better to confess
to Christ a thousand times now than be disowned by Christ before God on
judgment day."
It seemed irrelevant to my situation. I wasn't a prophet or
a martyr for my faith. I may not be the most popular co-worker or member of my
family, but I did not feel persecuted. Yet, it was there.
