This is our story-our story of walking out our faith journey. Our story of the whys, the processes, the transitions, the questions, the feelings, the joys, the triumphants, the frustrations. This is the true, honest, not always pretty record of our journey.
“THE PROCESS IS THE END. FOR IT IS THE PROCESS THAT IS GLORIFYING TO GOD.” --Oswald Chambers
"This life therefore, is not godliness but the process of becoming godly, not health but getting well, not being but becoming, not rest but exercise. We are not now what we shall be, but we are on the way. The process is not yet finished, but it is actively going on. This is not the goal, but it is the right road. At present, everything does not gleam and sparkle, but everything is being cleansed." --Martin Luther
"This life therefore, is not godliness but the process of becoming godly, not health but getting well, not being but becoming, not rest but exercise. We are not now what we shall be, but we are on the way. The process is not yet finished, but it is actively going on. This is not the goal, but it is the right road. At present, everything does not gleam and sparkle, but everything is being cleansed." --Martin Luther
Wednesday, December 31, 2008
WALKING HIS TRAIL BY STEVE & GINNY SAINT
Time for another book recommendation!! We were given this book before we left from Ginny’s sister Kathy. Packed away it got and finally unpacked a few weeks ago. This is a book of “sand castles” as Steve puts it-stories and proofs of God at work in everyday life. If nothing else, he hopes that you read and then take the time to pass down your own sand castles from your own life to your family, the big and the small. That is some-what also the purpose of this blog. I know we need to do a better job! Just for ourselves as well-we need to look back each day and see God at work in the big and small, the daily stuff of life-like Henry sleeping through the night when I am sick (by the way, I figured out what makes me sick at night-guinea eggs-just can’t eat them or have them in any of my other food), the ladies coming down to take my laundry when I am overwhelmed…it doesn’t have to be great and miraculous each time. It’s great when they are and it encourages us and others too, but we don’t need them to have faith-we don’t always need the miracles. The miracles are often for others to draw them to God and see His work in our changed lives. But it is the constant knowledge that He is always with us that sustains us through the day. The knowledge that He cares for little ol’me and all my problems in the bush of Africa and that He would send His Son to die for me, worthless wretch that I was. But PRAISE BE TO GOD! His amazing grace and mercy have washed me clean and I am as white as snow. Hallelujah…AMEN!
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