We were talking about Joseph at church a couple weeks ago, and I started thinking about his story.
How he was stripped of his beautiful robe, and thrown into a dry hole.
The early stages of my divorce were like that for me.
I went from having so much, to having so little.
From being able to buy whatever I wanted, to being limited to only what I needed.
But that’s not where Joseph’s story ended
And that’s not where mine ended, either.
Like Joseph, I ended up in a life that was even better than when I was married.
And this will be the case for you, too.