I am sitting next to my printer, feeding it pieces of paper one-by-one so that it can print out the response cards for my wedding. What I thought would be an easy project has turned out to be the most difficult thing I have done all year. For the last two hours I have been at war with my printer, trying to coerce it into printing in the right direction. The printer may have won a few battles, but I won the war. Ah, the sweet sound of the printer humming along--the sound of victory.
God in his infinite wisdom decided that this would be a good teaching moment. About 1.5 hours into the war I thought I had finally triumphed over the printer. But the printer had won yet another battle. At this point I was at the end of my rope. In a moment of desperation, I cried out to God and asked him to show me a new way, a different way to format, anything. And guess what? He did it.
