Today was a day of stories. I read a quote about the fact that the reason God keeps creating babies is because He loves stories. Isn’t that statement so true? We all have a story but they aren’t all as fun to tell as the stories I make up for my grandchildren.
Today I heard stories of tragedy, parents who are still grieving the loss of their son, trying to look on the positive side and yet the sadness in their eyes tell the story. A father sad over the illness of his child and wondering why. The story from my friend grieving because her friend died from a freak accident. I saw someone in a wheelchair, what a story he has! I saw the pain in his parents eyes as they watched him. I saw the tears when a mother told me she rarely sees her children and grandchildren, I felt her pain as the tears trickled down her cheek. Stories, stories every where!
What I want to know is why does God see fit to heal, or do something for some? Why is heaven so silent at other times? How does God decide when to intervene? Are these fair questions? I don’t care if they are fair or not I have a right to ask and so do you.
I am sorry to tell you I don’t have the answer, I sure wish I did. What I do know is this, it is important to know what I believe and it’s important for you to know what you believe. Write it down and read it over and over.
Here’s the catch sometimes what we think we believe, what we say we believe and how we live to show these believes don’t add up, if you know what I mean.
Here is my belief, I believe that Jesus is the Lord of Everything! I believe He knows what He is doing! I pray my faith in Him will show that I have hope and confidence enough to trust Him through it all.
As I listened to the stories today, I have to tell you I heard hope from every person. The story maybe sad or right down awful but there was hope in every story. I praise Him again and again for His faithfulness unto all generations.