it’s not about the storms
For some reason, it seems that
as far as we’re concerned, the reality of God’s sovereignty, the necessity for good stewardship, the weakness of our condition, and our ability to surrender all
seem to reach their apex during finals week
and, barring extenuating circumstances (cf. Job), rarely otherwise.
Oh, that we would constantly be fighting.
That we would understand sanctification to be contingent, not upon the schedules drawn up by our professors, or the severity of the storms that beset our houses, or on anything else
but upon the constant, constant, constant grace of God. That even storms are things of his grace.
Build your houses on solid rock (cf. Matthew 7:24-28).
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