A particular crisis had come to my life—an unexpected one to say the least. The crisis was one that had begun to take root in my heart, producing very unhealthy fruit. I had not anticipated nor expected its arrival. Yet, there it was, and there I was right in the crush of it. One day I drove out to a waterfront to have some alone time with God. The view before me on this day was breathtaking. The sky was beautiful, and the water stretched as far as the eye could see. Yet, there in the midst of such splendor, God met His child in the heart of horrific brokenness. The waves of rejection had washed upon me, while questions pondered over and over in my mind. Why Lord is this happening? Even more so, why are You allowing it? As I sat in my car trying to pray, tears…