He spread His wings and caught me, He carried me on His pinions!

Saturday, July 2, 2011

O Lord, only You can transform my thorn into a flower.
And I do want my thorn transformed into a flower. Job received sunshine after the rain,
but was the rain all wasted?

Job wants us to know, and I want to know, if the rain is related to the sunshine?

Only You can tell me - You have crowned Your sorrow. Let this be my crown, O Lord.
I will only triumph in You once I have learned the radiance of the rain.

- By George Matheson

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