Before my transplant apparently every body knew I was sick but me. I suspect the same goes for spiritual health. The last person to come to terms with my spiritual health is me.
That’s why sometimes God intervenes in our life with a wake up call. We get caught up in our attempts at material success, prestige, and recognition, we fail to see that our spirit is starving for humility.
The more we recognize God’s intervention as a wake up call and not some bad luck or break in reaching our ultimate goal, the more we begin the process toward sound spiritual health.
The more we heal our soul, the more we realize we need help from God and others.
Life throws us all a lot of curve balls and pitches that leave us swinging wildly. Hang in there, and God will serve you up a change-up right over the plate just when you think your life is going to go hitless.