GRAPES will grow most, not in the cool damp, but in the heat of the day. So too will faith, when the sun of trials beats down upon it.
WHEN I’ve been free for a time from trials and temptations, I admit I’ve thought this was a sign of growing in holiness… at last, walking in the strides of Christ!
…Until the Father gently lowered my feet to the ground of tribulation. And again I realized that, on my own, I merely take baby steps, stumbling and losing my balance.
God doesn’t set me down because He no longer loves me, nor to abandon me. Rather, so I recognize that the greatest strides in the spiritual life are made, not leaping forward, but upward, back into His arms.
PEACE is a gift of the Holy Spirit,
contingent on neither the pleasure, nor suffering of the flesh. It is a fruit,
born in the depths of the spirit, just as a diamond is born
in
the
depths
of
the
earth…
far below either sunshine or rain.
THE intolerance of “tolerance!”
It is curious how those who accuse Christians of
hatred and intolerance
are often the most venomous in
tone and intent.
It is the most obvious—and easily over-looked
hypocrisy of our times.