Dismal theology-related tweet for the day

Following the link, you read this:

Twenty-one surgeries by age thirteen. Years in the hospital. Verbal and physical bullying from schoolmates. Multiple miscarriages as a young wife. The death of a child. A debilitating progressive disease. Riveting pain. Abandonment. Unwanted divorce.

Vaneetha Rendall Risner begged God for grace that would deliver her. But God offered something better: his sustaining grace.

In The Scars That Have Shaped Me, Vaneetha does more than share her stories of pain; she invites other sufferers to taste with her the goodness of a sovereign God who will carry us in our darkest of days.

I swear: If I live to be one-hundred, I will never understand these characters who thank an Invisible Friend for saving them, instead of the doctors who did the actual work, and give Our Invisible Friend a pass for all the bad things that happened to them. There is something perverse about the operation of these people’s minds.

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