No “Almost”: Peace When Life Hangs in the Balance
No doctor, ambulance driver, or helicopter pilot could add to, nor take away from, the days that our wise, loving God had already decreed. That knowledge was the source of perfect peace.
No doctor, ambulance driver, or helicopter pilot could add to, nor take away from, the days that our wise, loving God had already decreed. That knowledge was the source of perfect peace.
I aim to take God at his word. That means I push his promises to the limit and watch them stand—stand unbroken, come what may.
When God says he will give strength for the day, he will give strength to the dying day.
Even to the dying day.
Note: A version of this post appeared in February 2012, the month Uncle Kevin went home. That post—I Hold Your Hand—was the first post written for JoyfullyPressingOn. Firm Hold No, Mom —no! It’s very scary. I don’t want to go. Pleeeeease—nooooo! Waterpark guests stared. Lifeguards raised their brows. I tightened my grip on the four…
For he will deliver you from the snare of the fowler and from the deadly pestilence.He will cover you with his pinions, and under his wings you will find refuge; his faithfulness is a shield and buckler.You will not fear the terror of the night, nor the arrow that flies by day,or the pestilence that stalks in darkness, nor the destruction that wastes at noonday. Because you…