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A Cool Story About My Son

Some time ago, our family had a chance to visit the San Diego Zoo. If you've been, you know there's a serious amount of walking to be had when touring that place. This posed a bit of a problem for us, as our son had just been diagnosed with JRA (Juvenile Rheumatoid Arthritis) not long before. Between strollers and shoulder rides, he got around the zoo just fine. But there was one moment that day that cast a pall on an otherwise great time. As we walked, I noticed a little boy merrily flying up and down the trail like greased lightning. It's not that I resented him for his health and happiness, it's just that his athleticism stood in stark contrast to what I anticipated for our son. I just knew my son would never be able to run with such grace and abandon.

Fast forward five years to today. Seems my son had a play date this afternoon with one of his little classmates. Her mom talked to my wife a couple of weeks ago; apparently, her daughter wanted to spend some time with my boy because he is the fastest kid in class - she wanted to practice racing him so she could beat him.

It's funny how life works out. We're not promised prosperity, happiness, or endless good times. But even when life throws us its challenges, we can be confident that all things work to good for those who love our Creator. God is good - we just need to align ourselves with Him to truly understand that.


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