On the way home from work today I thought about a friend from a few years ago. She was in a hard position. Having lost both her father and her husband in a short period of time, life was very difficult for her. Even though she took comfort in the fact that they both knew all about God and Heaven, she was still deeply distressed. Not from the fact that they were gone, but from the fact that while alive, they hated each other. She was afraid that they would be fighting in heaven.
It's funny to me how many times we think God can't handle things; how we feel that we need to 'help' him, or somehow make things better if it were just done our own way.
We tried everything to make her feel better, but to no avail.
Finally, this thought popped up. "My Father's house has many rooms. If it were not so, I would not tell you so. J.C." We just figured, like any good parent, God would send them each to their own rooms until they could learn to play nicely with each other.
Wonder what my room will look like?
Learn to see things differently. Re-invent the impossible.
~Lori
It's funny to me how many times we think God can't handle things; how we feel that we need to 'help' him, or somehow make things better if it were just done our own way.
We tried everything to make her feel better, but to no avail.
Finally, this thought popped up. "My Father's house has many rooms. If it were not so, I would not tell you so. J.C." We just figured, like any good parent, God would send them each to their own rooms until they could learn to play nicely with each other.
Wonder what my room will look like?
Learn to see things differently. Re-invent the impossible.
~Lori