What If?
I am juggling the reading of several books these days. Well, nothing new in that. Today I found myself thinking about Romans 8 and how that has been working out in my life.
Back in June,1971, shortly after I graduated from college, I was hit by a city bus in Minneapolis. I was not in a car or any other mode of transportation--no mode other than my own two feet. I have no recollection of the actual event. As far as I knew, one second I was waiting on the curb for the light to change and the next I was flat on my back in a hospital ward and a nurse was asking me if I knew who the people with her were. Well, yes, of course--they were my parents and sister. I wondered why she didn't know. And I went back to sleep.
While I was home, recovering, several people pointed out Romans 8:28 to me. The verse didn't make as much sense to me then as it does now. Not that I am again flat on my back after being hit by a bus.
I could go into certain "what ifs" in my life prior to and subsequent to that event, but the scarier what ifs have to do with God's character.
I am so thankful that He is the same as when He created the heavens and the earth and all that is in them; that He is the same as when He called Abraham; as when He sent His Son incarnate to die sinless, bearing my sins, the consequences of my sins; as when He rose from the grave triumphant.
I am thankful that every word written in the Bible is still profitable for teaching, for doctrine, for reproof, for training in righteousness (2 Timothy 3:16-17). I am thankful that Romans 8:28 is still true because He is. So we can say what Paul said: "And we know that God causes all things to work together for good to those who love God, to those who are called according to His purpose."
I am juggling the reading of several books these days. Well, nothing new in that. Today I found myself thinking about Romans 8 and how that has been working out in my life.
Back in June,1971, shortly after I graduated from college, I was hit by a city bus in Minneapolis. I was not in a car or any other mode of transportation--no mode other than my own two feet. I have no recollection of the actual event. As far as I knew, one second I was waiting on the curb for the light to change and the next I was flat on my back in a hospital ward and a nurse was asking me if I knew who the people with her were. Well, yes, of course--they were my parents and sister. I wondered why she didn't know. And I went back to sleep.
While I was home, recovering, several people pointed out Romans 8:28 to me. The verse didn't make as much sense to me then as it does now. Not that I am again flat on my back after being hit by a bus.
I could go into certain "what ifs" in my life prior to and subsequent to that event, but the scarier what ifs have to do with God's character.
I am so thankful that He is the same as when He created the heavens and the earth and all that is in them; that He is the same as when He called Abraham; as when He sent His Son incarnate to die sinless, bearing my sins, the consequences of my sins; as when He rose from the grave triumphant.
I am thankful that every word written in the Bible is still profitable for teaching, for doctrine, for reproof, for training in righteousness (2 Timothy 3:16-17). I am thankful that Romans 8:28 is still true because He is. So we can say what Paul said: "And we know that God causes all things to work together for good to those who love God, to those who are called according to His purpose."
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