“Oh, the unspeakable greatness of that exchange,—the Sinless One is condemned, and he who is guilty goes free; the Blessing bears the curse, and the cursed is brought into blessing; the Life dies, and the dead live; the Glory is whelmed in darkness, and he who knew nothing but confusion of face is clothed with glory.” Trailady

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Thursday, October 04, 2012

Accepting the will and blessings of God

“Who is among you that feareth the Lord, that obeyeth the voice of His servant, that walketh in darkness, and hath no light? Let him trust in the name of the Lord, and stay upon his God.
Behold, all ye that kindle a fire, that compass yourselves about with sparks: walk in the light of your fire, and in the sparks that ye have kindled. This shall ye have of mine hand; ye shall lie down in sorrow.” (Is. 50:10,11).

I drove up to the line of vehicles waiting to turn left onto Prosperity Avenue. A pretty road passing through nicely wooded areas, Prosperity Avenue has rolling hills that give a roller coaster effect. Just ahead of my car sat a sleek, new, black Camaro that seemed like it was going 100 mph, though setting still. Surely it could accelerate from 0 to 60 in 2 seconds, and it looked like the driver planned to make the most of this residential country road.

But, directly ahead of the carefree Camaro sat a large, reaking garbage truck. The big undesirable landfill-on-wheels must have been heaping full, since it labored to climb the first little hill as we turned to begin our adventure, the trash heap leaking as it began bouncing along.

The whole view, throughout that scenic drive, was filled with nothing but the large back end of a drab and incredibly smelly rolling trash compactor! The hills which the Camaro and I looked forward to flying over quickly and easily we ended up climbing slowly and laboriously, behind a big, ugly, and horrific garbage hauler! :(

This experience forced the Camaro and me to give up our treasured hopes of roller coasters and wind. Our self-wills were forced to go limp and to laugh at it all, to just let go and concede victory to the detestable trash truck…and to our Master Teacher’s wonderful providence. :)


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