I have withdrawn for some time now from my blogging adventures both in posting and in following the blogs of others. I have to follow up my previous post to ask the following question.
What kind of god allows his creation to curse him and then nurses their pathetic, broken soul to greater strength and life than it has before known?
My heart has grown to accept, without explanation or evidence, the work of God in the life of my family. I cannot yet see, but in my heart God has strengthened my faltering faith, so that I can now hear and affirm these words of Spurgeon:
As in the building of Solomon's temple, "there was neither hammer, nor axe, nor any tool of iron, heard in the house," because all was brought perfectly ready for the exact spot it was to occupy--so is it with the temple which Jesus builds; the making ready is all done on earth. When we reach heaven, there will be no sanctifying us there, no squaring us with affliction, no planing us with suffering. No, we must be made meet here--all that Christ will do beforehand; and when He has done it, we shall be ferried by a loving hand across the stream of death, and brought to the heavenly Jerusalem, to abide as eternal pillars in the temple of our Lord.
It does not come easily, this acceptance of making ready. I can not speak of unexpected pain and suffering without revealling the brokenness of my heart - the scar of a wound which has no words to do it justice. Even so, my broken 'Amen' resounds with His glory.
what kind of god? His name is I AM.