It’s Friday (in case you haven’t been paying attention), and I made it through the week. My cold is getting better, as is my hand (but more slowly).
I have a meeting tonight, and a meeting tomorrow. All in all, I’d far rather lie on the couch.
From an anonymous source: The Omnificent English Dictionary in Limerick Form. I don’t see how that can possibly be improved on.
Made contact today (through Facebook), for the first time in about forty years, with a former college roommate, now a retired military chaplain. He says he still tells the story of how I helped him find assurance of salvation (he’d been one of those who kept going back to the altar to be converted, again and again) by taking him through 1 Peter 1:3-12.
I’d forgotten about the incident entirely. As with most of my relationships, I’d remembered mainly the mistakes I’d made and dumb things I’d said.
If I weren’t me, I’d probably feel some satisfaction in that. I’m grateful to him for telling me about it, in any case.
Why not take the rest of us through it in the same fashion? I’d be interested to hear what you said.
I honestly don’t know what I said. I have no memory of having any particular insights into that passage. Which is good, kind of. Puts everything into the realm of God’s grace.
If I weren’t me, I’d probably feel some satisfaction in that. I’m grateful to him for telling me about it, in any case.
Your satisfaction is earned, as much as everything is earned. You did it with God’s grace, but so what? We do everything with God’s grace – He still created the feeling of satisfaction.