When I said, “My foot is slipping,” your unfailing love, Lord, supported me. (Psalm 94:18) When your foot slips, what do you do? Last Wednesday, I was helping a friend weed a large garden bed at my church. It’s a “specimen” garden, with a variety of bushes and lots of mulch in a mound, meaning that once you step off the grass, you’re on an incline. I lost my balance more than once and grabbed at the twigs along the branches. It tends to surprise me that something less than ¼” in diameter can hold my weight sufficiently along its length to keep me from falling. Of course, if I’d grabbed a twig above me, its strength might not be sufficient to hold my weight. It would bend or break, but the point is that the help we need when our feet slip need not be great or dramatic. Dramatic, and possibly great, is what we want and want to give. I won’t go so far as to say that if my foot slips, I want to be swept off my fee...
He who did not spare his own Son, but gave him up for us all—how will he not also, along with him, graciously give us all things? (Romans 8:32) Consider it pure joy, my brothers and sisters, whenever you face trials of many kinds, ( James 1:2) Rejoice with those who rejoice; mourn with those who mourn . (Romans 12:15) All things ? There are some things that I would like, but thank God, God doesn’t give them to me because they wouldn’t be good for me or for someone(s) else. There are things that probably wouldn’t be as dangerous for me to have, but God doesn’t give me those, either. Some things He could give me would be useless to me. There are lots of things God doesn’t give us, because all things doesn’t mean all things, and we wouldn’t want it to. If all things meant all things , after all, it would include nasty, contagious diseases, poverty, broken relationships, and several other tragedies. One is bad enough...