If you had asked me a year ago what I thought I would be doing on this very Saturday morning, It would be something along the lines of driving to Ann Arbor with a group of friends, getting slightly intoxicated while tailgating and watching Michigan State hopefully tear apart Michigan at the Big House.
Things have obviously changed. As much as I would love to see the game, I couldn’t be more thankful of where God has taken me right here and now. I used to cringe when I heard the word “chore” come out of my parents mouthes, however, chore no longer means chore for me now. In my mind chore means serve. And the service isnt for myself or for my benefit. Its for people who need it, but most importantly for Christ. I couldn’t even begin to explain how much joy God has brought me through this. All I can do is thank him.
