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If death shouts there is not a loving God…what does life shout?
If hate denies God’s goodness…what does love affirm?
If what you have lost has made you sad and bitter …what did what you had make you…thanksgiving…in case you cannot immediately place your finger on an answer.
In the Chinese language, there are two characters for the word “crisis”.
The one means “disaster” and the other “opportunity.”
The Psalmist had this insight when he wrote, “It is good for me that I have been afflicted (Psalm 119:71)
Because he knew that from difficulty, God makes maturity.
He makes trials and tribulations…teachers.
A little girl captured at least some of the magic mystical eternal truth of it all.
Running up to her mother, she said, “Oh, Mother, this has been such a happy day.”
“Really!” the mother replied.” and why is that? Why is today so much nicer than yesterday?”
“Well,” said the little girl, “Yesterday, my thoughts pushed me around and today I pushed my thoughts around.
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If death shouts there is not a loving God…what does life shout?
If hate denies God’s goodness…what does love affirm?
If what you have lost has made you sad and bitter …what did what you had make you…thanksgiving…in case you cannot immediately place your finger on an answer.
In the Chinese language, there are two characters for the word “crisis”.
The one means “disaster” and the other “opportunity.”
The Psalmist had this insight when he wrote, “It is good for me that I have been afflicted (Psalm 119:71)
Because he knew that from difficulty, God makes maturity.
He makes trials and tribulations…teachers.
A little girl captured at least some of the magic mystical eternal truth of it all.
Running up to her mother, she said, “Oh, Mother, this has been such a happy day.”
“Really!” the mother replied.” and why is that? Why is today so much nicer than yesterday?”
“Well,” said the little girl, “Yesterday, my thoughts pushed me around and today I pushed my thoughts around.
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