'I will remain silent and look on from My dwelling-place. ' (Isaiah 18:4) In this passage Assyria is marching against Ethiopia, whose people are described as 'tall and smooth-skinned'.
Hospital beds worry me. Reflections from hospital beds are seeded in stillness, the time is forcefully available to marinate the thoughts.
There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under heaven. . .
Is the largest danger to a man's soul the the presence of enduring calamity? Don't all souls ache for peace? Life's dramas and traumas have all of mankind reaching for solace....
The wise will unerringly pursue freedom - they just follow the Lord.
Job mused, sufferings were his catalyst: how can a mortal be righteous before God? . . . I could only plead with my Judge for mercy . .
Jesus' pains and betrayals did not diminish His compassion, nor did it deliver cursing.
The valuable is difficult to attain. The burden of suffering seems to be a tombstone hung around our necks.
'Cultures of gratitude must also be cultures of reciprocity'.
Too often what we say is heard wrongly, or we regret our words almost as quickly as we speak them. Jesus always had His tongue tamed.
