Wednesday, April 4, 2012

Stucco and Faithfulness

The patterns on my ceiling do this weird optical illusion thing.  We have classic suburban stucco.  Its white, spikey, and I am pretty sure a big style no-no.  If you stare at it long enough it looks like it goes inward rather than outward. 


Things aren’t always as they appear. 

Lately I have been staring at the ceiling a lot.  Most of the time Jeff is snoring softly beside me and our room is blanketed by night.  I stay up, thinking, and staring at the ceiling. 

I think about a myriad of things.  Nothing pressing, but everything overwhelming.  If you have been there you understand.  Silly things like the grocery list, or the blog post, or the youth trips consume me and keep me awake. 

There are also those two big requests that I have laid at the altar.  Neither have been answered according to my will.

Ahhh, thing 1 and thing 2.  Now we have unearthed the matter at hand.  Neither request sinful.  Neither request granted. 

Cue disbelief. 

There are things I know to be true though.  God has not put before me, or any of us, more than we can bear.  He has not allowed any temptation to seize us that is uncommon to man.  He will not leave us unable to stand up under the trial we face.  We often look at others and long for what they have, but if you are a believer in Christ you will be tried. Why?  Because trials are what make us more like Him.  When we are tried we are refined.  When we are refined we become more like the one who made us. 

It is the process of completing a good work He began in you, but it takes time.  God is being faithful to us through these trials.  Only good is in Him, so what Satan means to harm us he uses for our sanctification! 

Things aren’t always as they appear. 

It is easy in a world, where a mans word is no longer his bond, to doubt the Word of the God who has overcome the world. I know that in His word I am told that He is good. I am told that He is faithful.  I am told that He will complete the good works He has begun in me.

So tonight, as I stare at the stucco I will remember.

Things aren’t always as they appear.

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