"Through suffering, we release our hold on the toys of this world, and know our true good lies in another world. We're like blocks of stone, out of which the sculptor carves the forms of men. The blows of his chisel, which hurt us so much, are what make us perfect. The suffering in this world is not the failure of God's love for us; it is that love in action. For believe me, this world that seems to us so substantial is no more than the shawdowlands. Real life has not begun yet."
I am so thankful to have a God who can take suffering and use it for my good. When our lives don't follow the path we wish they would or think they should, it is a reminder that our lives on earth are temporary. I am especially happy to see this reminder when I look around and see the brokenness of the world. Praise be to God that the best is yet to come!