When I hit the wall in 2015, I found out quickly that probably half of what I thought I believed about faith was not real at all. I understood intellectually but because I had never had to use it, I was never transformed. The furnace times in our lives, especially our health, burn away everything that is fake and not of faith. This post by Matt Chandler is awesome:
“All of us are only a phone call away from our life changing forever. We will get sick. We will lose loved ones. Trials will come. And we don’t know when suffering will hit us. For me, it was Thanksgiving morning in 2009. I walked into our living room at home to give my youngest, Norah, her bottle. I burped her. I took her back to her Johnny Jump Up. I turned. And then I woke up in the hospital. I’d had a brain seizure, and I was diagnosed with a primary brain tumor, facing immediate surgery, chemo, and radiation — and an estimate of a few years to live.”