I Could Not See God for His Creature

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“Jane herself in a fateful, self-reflective moment prior to the disastrous wedding ceremony observes:

My future husband was becoming to me my whole world; and more than the world: almost my hope of heaven. He stood between me and every thought of religion, as an eclipse intervenes between man and the broad sun. I could not, in those days, see God for his creature: of whom I had made an idol. (Bronte 274)

This could almost be a classic illustration taken from a theological textbook to exemplify the sin of idolatry…”

– Alison Searle, “An Idolatrous Imagination? Biblical Theology and Romanticism in Charlotte Bronte’s Jane Eyre,” in Christianity and Literature 56, No. 1 (Fall 2006): 42-43.

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The Father Himself

In that day you will ask in My name, and I do not say to you that I will request of the Father on your behalf; for the Father Himself loves you, because you have loved Me and have believed that I came forth from the Father.” (John 16:26-27)

The Father himself loves you.
The Father himself loves you.
The Father himself loves you.
The Father himself love you.

The Father himself loves you.

Soak in that for a lifetime.

The Smallest Detail

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“The lot is cast into the lap, but its every decision is from the LORD.”

– Proverbs 16:33

“But even in all these normal things – including the casting of lots – we may see God’s leading. His providence covers everything, even the outcome of rolling dice. The lot is simply cast in the lap; and especially if that act ‘simply’ occurs in a game, you might imagine that God is not involved. But the smallest detail of our lives is in His hand.”

– J. Douma, The Ten Commandments: Manual for the Christian Life, 105.

Scaffolding

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“Masons, when they start upon a building,
Are careful to test out the scaffolding;

Make sure that planks won’t slip at busy points,
Secure all ladders, tighten bolted joints.

And yet all this comes down when the job’s done
Showing off walls of sure and solid stone.

So if, my dear, there sometimes seem to be
Old bridges breaking between you and me

Never fear. We may let the scaffolds fall
Confident that we have built our wall.”

– Seamus Heanely, “Scaffolding” in Opened Ground: Selected Poems 1966–1996

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