Hope and Trust
If you read the Mays’ blog, you know our young resident moms were surprised to hear I have had many troubles in my life. They think white people, Americans, have perfect families/perfect jobs/perfect everything. I told them otherwise as a part of my testimony. I wanted them to see how God can make something good from even the worst of situations. For me, losing my dad at fifteen to cancer was the most devastating thing that has ever happened to me. As an adult, I’ve come to understand the world gave my dad cancer and, for some reason, God chose not to intervene. But, what He did do, was use that loss to provide me a means to attend college. He gave me a career I loved and training that has given me a chance to serve Him. In even my darkest moment, He had a plan to use it for good.
It was hard to read their faces as I choked through the words. They were so still, so serious. I hope they remember my story in the way I intended. I don’t want them to feel sorry for me. I don’t think even understanding that all people struggle is the best reaction. I hope they become more aware of God working in their lives when times are tough. Living in such poverty can appear so hopeless, and now they have a baby to worry about too. I’m sure they’ve felt hopeless before. Hope is what we offer. Trust is what they’ll find as they get to know God’s ways better.
