Oh Lord, You have been Good!

God's Boys will be good boys!

There was a day that I went to the hospital and came out saying "good grief". It was excruciating. This wasn't that day.

This was a day of going to the hospital and finding, "Good God". As we drove through torrents and sheets of rain that were like a curtain, I was sensible of the similarity to the sheets that we drove through to see Joni. I prayed in my soul that this wasn't taking me into another "good grief" learning session. I said, I can't see the door, Lord. I thought you were going to give us a day or so to process that this is a new season in our lives. I can't see the door into the new season, Lord?

The rains were enveloping and all I could see was the light of the emergency lights of the vehicle in front of us. All I could hear was my heart rejoicing that the heart was still beating. "He's alright? what does that mean?" I went back in my mind to my Grandma telling me the story of my father's hospital session. He was cut up so bad and the shreds of his arm were just held by the sutures. I was crying, when she told me and I couldn't imagine her maternal grief. I saw my mother and I saw my grandma and I saw myself growing into the mother of a man. My son is a man of faith, I told God.

When I saw him, verses of scripture flooded my mind to give to him. I couldn't get the story of this deliverance. God was merciful to us. God had given us another day! His mercies are truly new, like the dew.

What is Education for?~~~figuring out and looking for direction, for your life's journey. "It is of the Lord's mercies that we are not consumed"

God's Boys will be good boys!

Attempting to recoup all your scruples as they roll upon the floor.

One day you wake up and find that all that you believed about yourself with God has been strewn across the floor of your life. There is a thought that comes to your mind to leave them there and not pick them up. Let's see what happens if I don't pick them back up? I know that God is supposed to love me anyhow? What's the worst that could happen? As we negotiate with our consciences the world is kicking and eating our scruples and every minute that passes defiles them worse and worse, until they are no longer identifiable.

Sometimes, we have to recoup by starting over. Sometimes, we have to start swiftly picking up pieces and cleaning them off. Each time this happens in life, it is different. We always lose a little something when we have fallen and stumbled and dropped everything. Only in Heaven will we see the things that God reglues to our lives to replace the real thing that we dropped, in our sinful stupors. I cannot imagine that we won't be crying about our stumblings. He promises to wipe every tear from our eyes, regardless. Coming to Jesus with the broken pieces is better than trying to glue the things back, ourselves.

Some people never recoup their faith until their very dying day. What a loss, to walk on the earth with your hand outside of God's hand! Learn to walk with Him, even through the complex and painful surgery of reconciliation to Christ in our deepest conscience. He loves you and has a wonderful plan for your life. Know that this picking up is also part of His wonderful plan for your life!