“I believe I free-willed myself right off the path and the powers that be had to do a massive reroute to get me back on track. It took years, and a lot of people were impacted.”
Help, is anybody up there?
I’m here, I can help.
Who is that?
It’s me, God.
Thank God! I’m hanging by a thread; what should I do?
Is anybody else up there?
…you will find a colt tied there, which no one has ever ridden
When in Heaven, the man stood before God and asked, “I put all of my faith in You. Why didn’t You come and save me?” And God said, “Son, I sent you a warning…I sent you a rescue boat…I sent you a helicopter. What more were you looking for?”
Did the father not realize what the son was going to do with his half of the inheritance? Of course he did! His goal was not to please his son; his goal was the maturation of his son.
My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me?
What I would come to know as “love of God” was totally without any feelings of sentiment, almost emotionless, yet this love was tough, just as tough and determined as God Himself. … I would never understand those who looked to God as a compassionate push-over. We all know He didn’t blink an eye when Christ was crucified – why? Because it was all in “The Great Plan”. Come what may, it will be done.
(the image above is a painting by Frits Thaulow (1847–1906), The Adige River at Verona (c 1894), oil on canvas, 81 x 100 cm, Walters Art Museum, Baltimore, MD. Wikimedia Commons. I am regularly blessed by such postings through the blog post from Howard at The Eclectic Light Company.)