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Thursday, May 13, 2010

sick and tired.

I have come to the conclusion that the three word phrase above needs to leave my vocabulary.
Sleep. is a beautiful thing, one of submission to the Father, in understanding the work will still be here tomorrow, and knowing that we are not God.

Health is fleeting. Recently many of my loved ones have fallen ill, reminding me of how fragile life is, and how once again we are dependent creatures. Even when we are strong, we are weak.

Rest. we find in the Word of God, we find through prayer, we find peace and understanding of situations, in knowing that the purpose of all things is not for us to know, but for us to obey with faith.

Truth. is not relative, but concrete. this is what sheds light to the eternal hope.

Joy. to find in every situation, regardless of the circumstances, to stand firm and to count it to trust and hold fast.

Consider it all joy my brothers when you encounter various trials knowing
that the testing of your faith produces endurance, and let endurance have its
work in you so that you may be perfect and complete, lacking in nothing.

-James 1:2-3