Thursday, October 15, 2015

Momentary Afflictions

I went to Boston yesterday to see my beloved first-born son. I had hours till I could meet him, so despite ominous clouds, headed off on my bike along the Charles River.

It was beautiful. The sky kept changing, and grew increasingly threatening. The wind picked up and I was certain I was going to end up soaked and maybe electrocuted by lightning, but who could turn around with scenery like this?

God doesn't often take us down a straight path with sunny skies, yet there is turbulent beauty in the storm, and mystery in what waits beyond the bend. If I had to choose to remain safe and dry in my sterile hotel room, or soaked and buffeted by fearsome winds in the midst of such exquisite potential, I would choose to face the storm.

And that, my friends, explains much of life.

Deuteronomy 11:11
But the land which you cross over to possess is a land of hills and valleys, which drinks water from the rain of heaven.


2 Corinthians 4:17 

For this light momentary affliction is preparing for us an eternal weight of glory beyond all comparison,

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