Confessions of a CF Husband

I have been following a blog called "Confessions of a CF Husband." It is a blog created by a man who is journaling is journey with his wife who has CF. My friend Ryan has CF, so I like to read this mans blog to kind of see where things could be headed for Ryan. You see the man's wife has been in the hospital for greater than 3 months. If you check out his blog you will be pointed to a GREAT, no, an AWESOME GOD! His post today was after the great disappointment last night that the transplant team discovered that the lungs that might have been for Tricia were "no good". I was humbled by what this man had to say and a little convicted by his words. Here is an excerpt from his post today:

"I think what I'm trying to say is, if faith is always as easy as placing all of our trust in something/Someone all the time, then I'm not really sure that is real faith at all. I sit in chairs all the time (going back to that lazy thing), and I can't remember the last time a chair decided it wasn't going to hold me (although with all of this hospital and fast food, I'm becoming more suspicious)...but I don't think that my faith in those chairs is really anything to write home about.

"If my faith in God is never tested, if my trust that He is always there and always wanting the best for me is always 100%, God might as well be a piece of furniture. And, up until just recently, maybe that's exactly what my thoughts, words and actions were showing about my God...

"As I've mentioned a few times, it's not so much that I have incredible faith...it's more that I have an incredible God Who has chosen to put me in an incredible situation that only gave me two choices: rely on my own will and strength and stamina, or increase my trust in God. Knowing my own limitations, the choice was pretty simple.

"When I am at my weakest, He makes His strength most evident."

Enough said.