Here’s how I know God’s at work in my life: Some people across the street from me are building literally the cutest house in the world. And it just keeps getting better and cuter, and I love it.
But I have yet to feel jealous! Last weekend, I spent a lot of time talking to the woman who will live there, and I loved her too. I’m genuinely excited for them to live in that house and to be our neighbors. And I didn’t once wish her ill because I was so jealous of her awesome new house. This seems so unlike me.
Huh. Hallelujah, I guess!
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