Entrusting Him

Psalms 32_8

Whether we are going through turbulence or the sun is shining brightly, we need a pilot flying the plane of our life, an excellent pilot. The Holy Spirit is this Person who can keep us from all danger and lead us to our destination!

The Holy Spirit will lead our path!
Only the Spirit of God can help us reach our destination…even if this means that sometimes we will go through rough places. The most important part is entrusting Him with the control and keeping our eyes fixed on Him.

His desire is to us each day, even with what may seem insignificant to us, because He loves us and every detail of our lives counts in His eyes!

The Holy Spirit will always lead us along the right path. All along the journey, His hand will be on you, on your life. He will teach you and show you the way to follow. It’s a promise!

“I will instruct you and teach you in the way you should go; I will guide you with My eye.” Psalm 32:8

Cathey Lynn

THE FURNACE OF SUFFERING

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July 9, 2017

I have chosen thee in the furnace of affliction” (Isa. 48:10).

Does not the Word come like a soft shower, assuaging the fury of the flame? Yes, is it not an asbestos armor, against which the heat has no power? Let the affliction come–God has chosen me. Poverty, thou mayest stride in at my door; but God is in the house already, and He has chosen me. Sickness, thou mayest intrude; but I have a balsam ready–God has chosen me. Whatever befall me in this vale of tears, I know that He has chosen me.

 

Pain’s furnace heat within me quivers,
God’s breath upon the flame doth blow;
And all my heart in anguish shivers
And trembles at the fiery glow;
And yet I whisper, “As God will!”
And in the hottest fire hold still.
He comes and lays my heart, all heated,
On the hard anvil, minded so
Into His own fair shape to beat it
With His great hammer, blow on blow;
And yet I whisper, “As God will!”
And at His heaviest blows hold still.
He takes my softened heart and beats it;
The sparks fly off at every blow;
He turns it o’er and o’er and heats it,
And lets it cool, and makes it glow;
And yet I whisper, “As God will!”
And in His mighty hand hold still.
Why should I murmur? for the sorrow
Thus only longer-lived would be;
The end may come, and will tomorrow,
When God has done His work in me;
So I say trusting, “As God will!”
And, trusting to the end, hold still.
–Julius Sturm

The burden of suffering seems a tombstone hung about our necks, while in reality it is only the weight which is necessary to keep down the diver while he is hunting for pearls.

Cathey Lynn