Sunday while I was in Church, my sister's bag was stolen.
In the bag was my Bible. I didn't know it was so dear to me that I'd cry when loosing it. But it was.
It's the one thing in my life I need the most. Not because it's a book. It's more than a book.
It is the living,
life changing,
peace restoring,
strength giving,
never failing,
joy restoring Word of God.
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Even if I am very sorry for loosing my Bible, what's happened is a blessing to me. A blessing because it was an answer to my prayer to love the Word of God.
I've wanted deeply to be addicted to it,
to believe it,
to cherish reading it,
to be drawing my strength from it.
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Please pray for the new owner of my Bible, he needs prayers very much, and God loves him just as much as He loves me. I am nothing better than he (or she) who stole my things, because I am just as much a sinner. I was, I am and I will continue to be a sinner for as long as I live. I am only righteous through God's grace. And I am blessed through this loss, because it led me closer to God. It doesn't mean that stealing my sister's bag was a good thing to do. It simply means that God turned evil into blessing.
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What a beautiful God I serve!
He knows my every need, He hears my hearts every sigh.
He provides my everything,
He let me die to sin and raise to a new life in Him,
a life in which the blessings are many.
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I got a new Bible from the church I was in. Another blessing.
Praise The Lord.
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