The Father's Sandpaper
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It's a precious relationship...but why is it so hard...and painful? We keep "missing" each other! Maybe we don't "get" each other?
I keep trying to respect boundaries and be "circumspect" in what I say and do...and then it comes: stuff from the past, mistakes in the present...at times, I am responsible...other times, I feel like I'm damned if I do, damned if I don't.
Not the sweetness and light I keep hoping for!
Lord, why? Why is it so hard? How do I navigate this relationship?
Then comes His still, small voice:
This relationship is Sandpaper in My Hands to shine you up...to get those rough places smooth!
Now how can I argue with that? Thank you, Lord!
It’s the child he loves that he disciplines; the child he embraces, he also corrects[actually, beats to a pulp!]... At the time, discipline isn’t much fun. It always feels like it’s going against the grain.Later, of course, it pays off handsomely, for it’s the well-trained who find themselves mature in their relationship with God. Hebrews 12:7,11 Message
Many of you are going through difficulties of every kind...excruciating, even life threatening health problems, mental and emotional heartache, relational stresses, and the list goes on. We have no idea what the Father is doing in His sovereignty.
But one thing we can count on is that He is shining us up more and more to look like His glorious Son Who indwells us.
So let's embrace Him and our life and believe with all our hearts that nothing is wasted in His almighty, loving Fatherly Hands.
PLEASE click on this link to view an awesome video of this song: Nothing is wasted -- Jason Gray
The hurt that broke your heart And left you trembling in the dark Feeling lost and alone Will tell you hope's a lie But what if every tear you cry Will seed the ground where joy will grow
And nothing is wasted Nothing is wasted In the hands of our Redeemer Nothing is wasted
It's from the deepest wounds That beauty finds a place to bloom And you will see before the end That every broken piece is Gathered in the heart of Jesus And what's lost will be found again
Nothing is wasted Nothing is wasted In the hands of our Redeemer Nothing is wasted
From the ruins From the ashes Beauty will rise From the wreckage From the darkness Glory will shine Glory will shine
Nothing is wasted Nothing is wasted In the hands of our Redeemer Nothing is wasted
From the ruins From the ashes Beauty will rise From the wreckage From the darkness Glory will shine Glory will shine
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