Every injection that I took during my treatment of chemotherapy helped me to reflect more on tha nails that went through our Lord's hands during his passion, In every fear,in every burden I meditated on the cross that Christ had carried for me, so all the suffering helped me to really meet Christ thus helped me to grow spiritually. So I've learned that when we feel that we're in the desert,naked....it is then when our master start to clothe us with the holy spirit,with his word...only in silence we are able to listen to God......cf Hosea 2:17-18.
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