Just a Reminder

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We don't always know why what is happening to us is happening.

Sometimes we're not even sure what is going on in our lives!

I was given this cross today with these haphazard lines etched into it.

Okay...this is interesting...

But when seen from a different perspective; or shall I say, the right perspective, all of a sudden the lines are no longer random. They contain a message; they have a reason for being there and it all makes sense.

Isaiah 55: 8 says "My thoughts are completely different from yours," says the Lord. "And my ways are far beyond anything you could imagine."


That is not new information to you is it?

We've known for a long time that "God causes everything to work together for the good of those who love him...according to His purpose for them" (Romans 8:28). It just takes seeing the events of our lives from God's point of view, and trusting that even when we don't know what is happening, that God knows what he is doing. The events of our lives are not random: there is a purpose in what is happening to us.


I just wanted to remind you...

(If you can't read it, the verse on the cross is Jeremiah 31:3 a very appropriate truth to remember when we haven't a clue as to what God is doing in our lives.)

Comments

Anonymous said…
I am so honored that you were so inspired this morning with the Cross, you decided to write about it and leave a very inspirational message about it. You are truly wonderful and your messages always inspire me to put things in another perspective.

God Bless
Jason
March 30, 2008 at 10:08 PM
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