There’s Purpose in the Thorn
I’ve been walking since this morning, same socks, same shoes and it wasn’t until tonight when I went to prayer walk a different path that I felt a sticker poking me in my sock. On my second lap, I stopped a short second, felt inside my sock, hoping to find the thorn poking me and nothing... even though I knew it was there. In my mind I had two thoughts: 1.) Stop, cut my walk short, and sit on the park bench to find the stinking thorn. Or 2.) Press in, finish my walk with God, and then find the thorn. As I’m debating in my mind what to do, that’s when God showed me how this past year, when my season changed drastically, causing discomfort...I pressed in. Just as Paul was given a thorn, I believe to keep him centered, God gave me a thorn...and maybe you are thinking of your thorn right now. I pleaded like Paul, but God did not remove the thorn...and there’s purpose in that. There’s purpose in the thorn. The thorn was not meant to stop me but advance me in my God given purpose. I didn’t s...