I thought I knew the plan until I took that fateful walk to Jefferson Hospital on that fall afternoon in 2014. In one moment, in that emergency room, the seemingly purposeful collided with the seemingly purposeless. God not only interrupted what seemed to be his plan for me but left me so damaged that I would never again be able to do ministry as I once had. Why would he give me these gifts and opportunities but leave me too weak to use them? I did lie in the pain of those first few days in the hospital and silently cry, “Why? Why me? Why now?” My suffering has been not just physical but
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