Woke up late, 2 year old crying because mom and dad won't let her play (poke and prod) with her 12 week old sister in her cradle, can't find belt, lunches not ready, late for work, late for school, van needs gas (gaslight on for past 3 days), left daycare check at home, walk late into class and the professor prays and then welcomes the class in his usual English accent. He begins class with, “Is God good Class? Is God good in your life? Can anyone share how God is good to them?” It's a small class, but it's not long and stories of how God has helped students get their car fixed, humbled them by using them, given peace and hope in memory of brothers drowning (alive today because he was revived at hospital), kept healthy through 3 severe car accidents in less than 6 months, and provided for a family through a new job. It's at this point of course when it hits me that I'm not having a bad day. I begin to think of all the things God has done in my life over the past year. I begin to think about how God is good all the time. He doesn't have any obligation to be, but he is. I often think about how God did enough when he forgave my sin. It's now that I begin to think and notice that not only did he forgive me and that was enough, but he is continuously good. It's true that if God blesses me in no other way than forgiving me of my sins that would be enough to declare him good at all times. The catch is this, God is doing more than that, he is exceeding in a way that goes beyond what has already seemed impossible.
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