He could not do many miracles there and marveled because of their unbelief.
"Do You not care that we are perishing?" "Why are you so fearful? How is it that you have no faith?"
I write to myself. I remind myself of who I ought to be. I say these things to attempt to keep myself surrendered under His hand every day when I want to inwardly rebel.
Faith in what? Faith that He will be glorified by your life even if it goes according to His plan not yours. Faith that I will see the goodness of the Lord in the land of the living. Faith that man plans his way but the Lord directs his steps, even if those steps do not follow what you thought His path was going to be for you. Faith that when He lets Jairus' daughter or Lazarus or even Himself die, when He allows those He loves to mourn, that He does not let even a sparrow fall without His notice. Faith that He is the resurrection and the life, and if He lets something die, it is not without His seeing or being able to resurrect if that were His will. Faith that confesses we are strangers and pilgrims on the earth, and faith that prays Your kingdom come, Your will be done.
Faith that gives oneself over to His will, whatever that may be, with no holding back and no bitterness when you see a friend walking the very path you had once chosen for yourself. Because that is not His will for you.
Your ways are higher than my ways. I will believe in the goodness of Your plan.
Your ways are higher than my ways. I will believe in the goodness of Your plan.
"Keep looking Himwards--He alone can lead thee;
Nor count from choicest friends thy way to glean;
He knowest best where He Himself doth need thee,
And He can lead thee by means unseen."
--J. Danson Smith, as quoted in Mrs. Cowman's devotional
No, this is not just about singleness.
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