Growing Pains
The other day, Abigail asked me to rub her ankle before we went to bed. She often gets these pains after a long day, especially a long day of playing outside. As a kid, I used to get these "growing pains" as well. I remember my parents coming in my bedroom late at night because I was crying that my legs hurt. (It always helped just a little when they told me my legs hurt because I was growing. Such sweet words for a short person!). Right now, I am in the midst of my own [figurative] growing pains. The funny thing about life is we are never "there." We are always growing, always learning, always adjusting. Life is so easy when things are going well, but we don't understand the growth we need until things get a little tricky. Now I see that maybe I don't have as much faith as I thought I did. Maybe I need to toughen up because being a missionary is going to TEACH ME THINGS. I also know that while I am growing, I have a God who promises me rest when I need...