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Everyone has trials some bigger than others. My trials this week would probably be classified as small but I have family members who are going through major trials and I have been so blessed by their response to them. They aren't emotionless and stoic. They hurt and grieve but in the midst of it all there is a deep abiding trust in the Lord. When I read this devotional this morning I thought of them: "Now no chastening for the present seemeth to be joyous, but grievous" (Hebrews 10:11a). You will be prepared, but never pierced, by the nail-pierced Hand. "Sufferings are for chastening (child-training). And chastening is from love, a token of our Father's care. We live in a world full of trial and suffering.... Every trial comes from the Father as a call to come away from the world to Him, to trust Him, to believe in His love. In every trial He will give strength and blessing. Let but this truth be accepted, in each trial, small or great; first of all and at once, recognize the Father's hand in it. Say at once, I welcome it from Him; my first care is to glorify my Father–He will use it all for my good." "Do not be afraid of the Father's training school. He both knows His scholars, as to what they are, and He knows for what service they are to be fitted. A jeweler will take more pains over a gem than over a piece of glass; but the one he takes most pains over is longest under discipline and most severely dealt with. Once finished, however, the burnish never tarnishes, the brightness never dims. So with us. If we are placed, at times, as in a furnace, it is not merely for earthly service, but for eternity. May you so appreciate the plans of your Father that you can triumphantly glory in the love that subjects you to such discipline, though the trial itself be sharp and to the flesh hard to bear." -J.H.T. "Nevertheless, afterward it yieldeth the peaceable fruit of righteousness unto them who are exercised by it" (Hebrews 12:11b). From None but the Hungry Heart #9-20 compiled by Miles Stanford |
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