His CROSS was His glory: through the suffering, comes
g r a c e and
salvation.
We must carry our cross
for through our
suffering,
persecution,
and troubled times
comes the grace
and the glory of God.
does He want me?
wow, did I really ask that?
He died for me. All questions answered.
does this world want me?
WHO CARES?
He is more than enough
--now I just need to accept that.
slowly getting back on track.
live as though Christ died yesterday, rose from the grave today, and is coming back tomorrow.
When I think about how much I’m missing out on,
He reminds me of how much I’ve already been given.
I asked God why I wasn't rich.
He showed me a man with the wealth of a thousand kings—
who was lonely, and had no one to share it with.
I asked God why I wasn't beautiful.
He showed me a woman more beautiful than any other— who was ugly because of her vanity.
I asked God why He'd allowed me to become old.
He showed me a boy of 16—
who lay dead at the scene of a car accident.
I asked God why I didn't have a bigger house.
He showed me a family of six—
who had just been evicted from their tiny apartment on 51st street,
and were forced to live on the street.
I asked God why I had to work.
He showed me a man—
who couldn't find a decent job
because he'd never learned to read.
I asked God why I wasn't more popular.
He showed me a socialite with a thousand friends—
who all left the second the money and parties were no longer there.
I asked God why I wasn't smarter.
He showed me a natural born genius—
serving life in prison for making ill use of his knowledge.
I asked God why He put up with a thankless sinner like me.
He showed me His Son— who took my place at the judgment. |