I exchanged an email with a friend, and it seemed poignant enough to post part of what I shared here. I hope he doesn’t mind.
There is no time better than when you are in the middle of severe pain to praise God. Doing so has to tick off the one who wants us to be miserable and curse God.
I think of this from Colossians 2:13-15
“…He forgave us all our sins, having canceled the written code, with its regulations, that was against us and that stood opposed to us; he took it away, nailing it to the cross. And having disarmed the powers and authorities, he made a public spectacle of them, triumphing over them by the cross.”
The cross was humiliating for Christ, but in the end he turned the table on the powers of evil. That’s what I aim to do.
Sensible people don’t really expect God to heal them of a bone disease and ensure they will not spend life in a wheelchair, but God healed me.
Sensible people don’t get out of the boat into the water like Peter did with Jesus.
There’s a fine line between faith and presumption, but having no faith at all is an empty wasteland.
“And without faith it is impossible to please God, because anyone who comes to him must believe that he exists and that he rewards those who earnestly seek him.” Hebrews 11:6
When we are at the end of our rope, we have to trust God for more rope. Only God is without limits. So far as I’ve seen, that’s all there is.