One evening I felt like I could take it no more. I cried out to God as I drove home alone. "Why God?", I said. "Why am I working myself to death here just to survive? Why couldnít I find a better job than this? Why am I having to go through this right now?"
I wasnít really expecting an answer, but God loves to surprise us. As I struggled up the steps to my front door, I found all three of my young children waiting for me with smiling faces. "Daddy, Daddy!", my daughter yelled. I smiled and picked her up with my weary arms. Then after hugging and kissing them all, I laughed for the first time in days and sat down peacefully. Later, I thanked God for His answer. It had given me the strength I needed to go on.
Eventually I moved on to a better job, but I never forgot that answer to my questions. With it God had gently reminded me of the simple truth. We may have to work to live, but we live to love. May you always fill your days with love. May you always fill your life with joy. And may you always find Godís answers everywhere you go.