Your heavenly Father knows

Matt. 6:32

A VISITOR at a school for the those that couldn’t speak or hear
wrote a question on the blackboard for the children.

“Why has God made me & made you unable to hear & speak?”

The awful sentence fell on the little children like a fierce blow in the face.
They sat paralyzed by that dreadful “Why?” And then a little girl arose.

Her lip was trembling. Her eyes were swimming with tears. Straight to the board she walked.
She, picking up the crayon, wrote with firm hand these precious words:

“Even so, Father, for so it seemed good in Your sight!”

What a reply! It reaches up & grabs an eternal truth & rest-the truth that God is our Father.

Do we mean that? Do we really & fully believe that? When we do, then our dove of faith will no longer wander in weary unrest, but will settle down forever in its eternal resting place of peace.

“Our Father!”

There’s a day coming when we’ll understand;
All these tragedies,
All the things that darken
then we’ll laugh for wonder & delight.

Arthur Christopher Bacon.

No chance hath brought this ill to me;
Tis God’s own hand, so let it be,
He sees what I can’t see.

There is a need for each pain,
And He one day will make it plain
That earthly loss is heavenly gain.

Like as a piece of tapestry Viewed from the back
appears to be Naught but threads tangled hopelessly;

But in the front a picture fair
Rewards the worker for his care,
Proving his skill and patience rare.

You are the Workman, I the frame.
Lord, for the glory of Your Name,
Perfect Your image on the same.

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