“When God’s people are beset by temptation or persecution, a revelation of God’s character and glory is the best remedy. His power guarantees the final victory, his justice guarantees vindication of the right, and his goodness and magnificence guarantee blessing and comfort. The blood of the Lamb demonstrates that solid redemption has already been accomplished. Even in the midst of trials and persecutions, God is still the ruler. He controls everything.”
– Vern Poythress, The Returning King: A Guide to the Book of Revelation, 97.
“Spring comes in fits and starts
Unsure of itself and when it’s meant to be.”
– Evergreenovela, Bluejay
“My mind is tired, but willing to keep on–even if that be at a slower pace than my younger self would approve. Then again, I often feel like I’m letting my younger self down. But in all fairness my younger self had unrealistic expectations for what real life would look like played out in the day to day.”
A refrain worth putting on repeat in your brain:
You are good to me, good to me;
You are good to me, good to me;
You are good to me.
“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.
“Living means decisions. Living means writing your every word and action and thought and drool spot down in forever. It means writing your story within the Story. It means being terrible at it. It means failing and knowing that, somehow, all of our messes will still contribute, that the creative God has merely given Himself a greater challenge – drawing glory from our clumsy botching of the past. We are like factory workers in a slapstick comedy, standing at our positions beside the too-fast conveyor belt that flings the future and all of our possible actions at us. Corn syrup and food coloring everywhere (along with cheese and ceramic figurines).
Do your best. Live. Create. Fail.
How many thieves can we fit on this cross?How many of us can be dead in Lazarus’s tomb?
Is there room for more dry bones in this valley? Because I could lie down.
I can complain in a wilderness.
Or maybe deny Christ three times?
Resent the righteous?
Shoo away some children?
Fail to grow figs?
Panic in a storm?
Forget God’s law?
Pursue my lusts?
Sell out my Maker?
Hang myself in a field?
So glad I could help.
And from it all, from the compost of our efforts, God brings glory – a world of ripe grain in the wind.
By His grace, we are the water made wine. We are the dust made flesh made dust made flesh again. We are the whores made brides and the thieves made saints and the killers made apostles. We are the dead made living.
We are His cross.”
– N.D. Wilson, Death by Living (Nashville: Thomas Nelson, 2013), 166-67.
It’s safe to say that if I were God, I’d be running things a bit differently than he currently is.
However, reality is – God is sovereign, wise and kind.
And I am not.