My dad came over this afternoon to tell us that my grandma had passed away. We were all very sad to hear about it, but glad to know that she's in heaven. I stopped for a moment to think about what she's done for us. She raised my dad and his four siblings by herself through many hard times. And even though my dad isn't where he should be, if it weren't for him, my mom wouldn't be saved. And if my mom wasn't saved, well... you know how it goes.
My pastor preached last night about 'breaking points'. There has been so much going on in my life the last few months. Some family problems, coming home from school, losing contact with some of my closest friends, adjusting to being at home, and now this. God promised that he would never test us beyond what we are able to bear, and that's what I find encouragement in.