Joyce was asking me what is the most difficult thing for me in being a Christian, and it reminded me of a song we always sang in the church in Taiwan. It goes something like this (it's probably translated from English, but here's my own translation):
God has never promised that the sky to be blue and clear, neither of a pleasant path along the life journey. God has never promised that the sun always be shining without rain falling, neither has He promised a life of happiness without pain, peace without worries. Yet He promises He will strengthen us daily, shine on us as we walk, and rest after laboring. He promise of grace in mist of temptation, a place to put our trust on Him in difficulties, and an undying love.
I know I would have no way to make it this far on my own, God indeed has been gracious on me. What can I say? even if I still feel like understanding nothing...
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