Post by MIRIAM JACOB on Oct 25, 2007 12:32:05 GMT -5
I WILL TRUST IN HIM
Though He slay me, yet will I trust Him (Job 13:15).
It’s been quite a week here in Southern California , and though the gale-force winds have finally subsided, the fires still burn, smoke and ash still pollute the air, and thousands still wait in shelters, wondering if there will be anything left when they are finally allowed to return home.
Personally, my family and I have been blessed to be able to remain in our home (though we’ve had a couple of moments when we thought that might not be the case), but we still have our emergency belongings and necessities packed and waiting by the door—just in case.
Yes, we are thankful, and yes, we are blessed. But what of those who didn’t fare as well? Did God not hear their prayers? Does He not love them as much as He loves those of us who were spared? We certainly can’t say that God spared Christians and didn’t spare others, as that simply wasn’t the case. So why did one house burn to the ground, while houses on each side stand untouched? Why did the winds turn and divert fires from one neighborhood and not another?
I have no answers to those questions except to say that I know that I know that I KNOW that God is good, He is faithful, and He never makes mistakes. If everything and everyone I know and love is snatched from me this day, those facts remain, for God is unchangeable.
It’s thrilling to hear testimonies of how God answered prayer and spared a home, a city block, a stand of trees—a life—but how much more thrilling to hear those who have lost all stand strong in the midst of it and declare, “Our God reigns! Though He slay me, yet will I trust Him.”
For that is where faith is born, dear friends, not in the excitement of success or the amazement of miracles, but rather in the crucible of fire, where everything we say with our mouths is tested in our hearts.
In all that we do today—writing, speaking, feeding the homeless, driving to work, changing a baby’s diaper—may our spirits rest in the declaration that “though He slay me, yet will I trust Him.” For God truly is good…all the time.
(C) KATHI MACIAS
www.kathimacias.com
www.setfreetoday.com
Though He slay me, yet will I trust Him (Job 13:15).
It’s been quite a week here in Southern California , and though the gale-force winds have finally subsided, the fires still burn, smoke and ash still pollute the air, and thousands still wait in shelters, wondering if there will be anything left when they are finally allowed to return home.
Personally, my family and I have been blessed to be able to remain in our home (though we’ve had a couple of moments when we thought that might not be the case), but we still have our emergency belongings and necessities packed and waiting by the door—just in case.
Yes, we are thankful, and yes, we are blessed. But what of those who didn’t fare as well? Did God not hear their prayers? Does He not love them as much as He loves those of us who were spared? We certainly can’t say that God spared Christians and didn’t spare others, as that simply wasn’t the case. So why did one house burn to the ground, while houses on each side stand untouched? Why did the winds turn and divert fires from one neighborhood and not another?
I have no answers to those questions except to say that I know that I know that I KNOW that God is good, He is faithful, and He never makes mistakes. If everything and everyone I know and love is snatched from me this day, those facts remain, for God is unchangeable.
It’s thrilling to hear testimonies of how God answered prayer and spared a home, a city block, a stand of trees—a life—but how much more thrilling to hear those who have lost all stand strong in the midst of it and declare, “Our God reigns! Though He slay me, yet will I trust Him.”
For that is where faith is born, dear friends, not in the excitement of success or the amazement of miracles, but rather in the crucible of fire, where everything we say with our mouths is tested in our hearts.
In all that we do today—writing, speaking, feeding the homeless, driving to work, changing a baby’s diaper—may our spirits rest in the declaration that “though He slay me, yet will I trust Him.” For God truly is good…all the time.
(C) KATHI MACIAS
www.kathimacias.com
www.setfreetoday.com