Iwas driving through downtown Atlanta on my way home after visiting my dad in the hospital. We had been experiencing a roller coaster ride of progress and setbacks over the previous 10 days since my dad had broken his hip. That particular afternoon had been a very discouraging one due to my dad’s increased mental confusion that day. At one point on my drive, a vehicle from the next lane sharply cut over in front of me. It wasn’t a reckless or irritating maneuver as is sometimes the case, but simply one that caused me to pay greater attention to that car. As I did, I noticed two stickers on its back windows. One read “God is good.” The other one declared, “The Lord is my strength.” I immediately realized that those were truths I needed to be reminded of at that moment. I have never been one

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