
While there Barron's sister gave her dad a flu bug which he so kindly passed on to me that, fortunately, hit me as I arrived home. Consequently a bit late on the postings.
AS I approach the year of 70, if there is one thing I'm still learning, it is GOD IS LOVE. I knew that cognitively, but as I look back on life's experiences, hindsight is 20-20. He was always there even in the toughest times. During the trauma, it seemed as if He had gone on vacation. Death of a baby. Death of a wife. Being fired. Stuttering. Parkinson's and more. Looking back God lovingly used all the trauma in my life to fashion the current Ray. I read the following in some forgotten book:
One day C. H. Spurgeon was walking through the English countryside with a friend. As they strolled along, the evangelist noticed a barn with a weather vane on its roof. At the top of the vane were these words: GOD IS LOVE. Spurgeon remarked to his companion that he thought this was a rather inappropriate place for such a message. "Weather vanes are changeable," he said, "but God's love is constant.""I don't agree with you about those words, Charles," replied his friend. "You misunderstood the meaning. That sign is indicating a truth: Regardless of which way the wind blows, God is love."
Even in suffering, the topic of which we'll explore in the next few posts.
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