My Resignation

When I think of Jeremiah, the key thing that stands out about him (his life, his story, his impact on God’s people) in my mind is his sad, pathetic, end.  For all the power of Jeremiah’s ministry as a prophet of God, his demise on the world stage is just pitiful.  Another dead, young Jew that none of the other Jews were willing to listen to while he was alive.

Oh sure, there are lots of things about Jeremiah which stand out more prominently in your study guide.  Have a Study Bible?  Got a commentary??  Taking in a lecture/sermon???  Then you are likely to have your picture of Jeremiah framed in notions of his youthfulness, his persistence, his powerful Word from God, his historical setting and all that.  There are a handful of passages in Jeremiah’s prophecy which stand out to God’s people down through the eons and are plugged into many contexts such as his instruction to Bloom Where You Are Planted (29:5-7) or The Fire In His Bones (20:9) or The Plans God Has For You (29:11)… and so forth which become spiritual touchstones for many people.

Yet for me, the thing that stands out is the futility of his personal life.  I resign from this. I am taking on a new perspective. I will now devote myself to the long view, and I will no longer press for or even hope for the short term. That is behind me now, in large part thanx to Jeremiah. Jeremiah’s sad story is important and must not be overlooked. But I cannot allow that to be the standout feature of his life for me anymore.

No doubt we have to guess at the actual end of Jeremiah’s life, but it seems clear that all of his worst fears came true as per the Word God gave him.  His people were conquered due to their sin and went into exile, and in the large sweep of it all, Jeremiah – the faithful one – was swept up in all the pain and misery and Judgment with the others.  For Jeremiah, it was his one life to live, but for God it was a bookmark in a continuing saga his people would come to terms with long after Jeremiah was gone and no longer around to enjoy it.  Though we can safely presume Jeremiah suffered the judgement, we know that still is not actually the end of the story.  There is a future yet, even for Jeremiah long swept up in death, and he most assuredly will enjoy it.

Just standing in Jeremiah’s shoes, not only do we have Jeremiah’s terrible book of Lamentations, I wonder sometimes if the 88th Psalm is not his prayer.  It could, of course, be attributed to other authors and applies just as much to other prophets, but I can’t help but think of the terrible cost God let Jeremiah pay with basically NO REWARD this side of his resurrection.  Jeremiah, even in death still runs with the horses (12:5), and the writer of Psalm 88 is still in the grave, dead and waiting.


I have read those tough questions this psalmist asks of God in Psalm 88:10-12.  I know that at the time of his (or possibly her) death, these questions were left hanging there in the impossible, pregnant, silent pause of eternity waiting for God to answer! Eons passed, and I am aware that God left those questions hanging in that impossible silence for more than 500 years before he raised Jesus from the dead and blew those questions away with his answer of resounding YES! of the apocalypse!!!

But I am also mindful that the psalmist who cried this prayer with a dying breath, a psalmist who, if he is not Jeremiah himself nonetheless speaks for Jeremiah too, is still in that grave WAITING to hear the answer.

I cry for Jeremiah.

This has been my M.O.  But weeping is what I resign from now.  Jesus makes the difference.  But there is still the angel to wrestle in the night.  Let me explain.

Jesus suffered everything Jeremiah suffered – an then some – but Jesus rose in three days.  Jeremiah is still waiting.

I have the assurance of resurrection Jeremiah did not have.  But I feel just as sad for Jeremiah as Jeremiah did.  I keep thinking that prophetically speaking, his story is my story too.

I am a sucker for reason… a sucker for persuasion.  I keep thinking that if I reason with God’s people from God’s Word, they will listen and heed.

But you know what?  They won’t!  And I need not continue thinking they will… or might.

Just read God’s word and discover how often they actually don’t.

Now… don’t try to tell me it’s my tone or my attitude. (This has been tried before, but it fails to acknowledge how that upon my first attempt at addressing God’s people, as well as the second, third, fourth, and fifth, I was quite congenial, and yet rejected then too!)  That is not what makes the difference – not when it’s God’s message.  That is a Dale Carnegie type idea, not God’s  God sends a word to his own people – to people who do NOT have the ears to hear or the eyes to see.  God hardens the heart or softens it.  God is utterly sovereign, and you aren’t.  Even if you can persuade God, you have no control over him.  And no matter how much “free will” God seems to allow you, he does not surrender his sovereignty.  And anyway, Jonah’s tone and attitude did not take a page from Carnegie.  Yet though he was a very successful preacher, his success was found among the enemies of God’s people and totally contrary to all conventional wisdom as regards persuasion – thus God gets all the glory!

Feel me yet?

And as I look at my own work, I sense myself quite tired of it.  Lonely.  Isolated.  Defeated.  Pointless.

Jesus says, “Behold!  I stand at the door and knock.  If you open up, I will come in and party with you!” (Rev. 3:20).  I prophetically give voice to that very passage and tie it to the Eucharist in a hundred ways.  I point out that this is the same Jesus who describes himself as “the least of these brothers” in Matthew 25, and tie that to the homeless of our streets in a Christian town.  I go to Luke’s Gospel, chapter 14, and point out the rules for throwing a party and what to expect, and I point out that in the breaking of the bread as we read about it in Luke 24, the stranger’s identity becomes clear to us.  And I remind God’s people that the writer of Hebrews 13:2 insists we show hospitality to strangers because God’s people have entertained angels unaware AND that this writer was thinking of Abe and Sarah doing exactly that in Genesis 18.  And in so doing, I have demonstrated to God’s people how deeply and pervasively biblical all of this sharing of the meal is.

But I have not won any friends.  I have not influenced any people – either with sugar or stick.

On the contrary, I resign from a ministry that even tries.  That is no longer the aim here!  You are not going to change because I spoke up – whether in gentleness or in harsh tone!  You are too proud, too arrogant, and too afraid to give God’s Word it’s due, and I see that now very clearly.  And instead of persuading you, I will suffer the judgement with you – might even wind up froze to death outside your door!  And for all my trouble, I don’t expect you to find conviction even then.  No.  I can only hope that there is a long view here that I might strain to see which you don’t even care about.

Thus, meanwhile my culture, my society, my nation and my church following in hot pursuit moves full tilt into sin and destruction.  The poor and the rich are ever more separated by the great gulf which separated the rich man and Lazarus.  And if the people of God are beholding at all to God’s Word, it surely is clear how important it is to address this stuff AND how to go about addressing it, AND the cost of NOT addressing it.

But like the prophets before us, the people of God do not listen.

And I am resigned that they won’t listen to me either.

I hereby turn away from such hope.

I hope in that OTHER hope now, that most risky one.  That one which even Jeremiah – if he managed to keep up with the horses – might, just might, have grabbed hold of, but which the psalmist who penned Psalm 88 surely did not.  But I am obligated, this side of Jesus’ resurrection to take hold of it, that I have, that I do, and that I will continue to speak God’s Word which will not return in vain!  But which holds a LOOOOOOOONG view which my eyes cannot see, but perhaps my eyes of faith must surely focus on now by getting this close range lens out of the way.

I will strive for THAT hope.  But I no longer have any expectation that my brothers and sisters in this contemporary age will listen or heed that most important knock at the door, and thus will not open the doors of hospitality to the angels of apocalypse.  And I am in good company with Jeremiah if I lament that.  And I do.


  1. agentdc · February 15, 2020

    In Ezekiel 33 God tells Ezekiel of his responsibility to warn the people which he did. You have been diligent in doing that repeatedly. I believe your words have had an effect on many of your readers, at least on an individual level if not on congregational leadership. For example, individuals can increase monetary and volunteer support to help organizations (for example the Salvation Army) that provide shelter, food, and other services for the poor and homeless.They can also directly give money, food, and clothes to them. Also individuals can help families in crisis near homelessness financially to keep them in shelter. They can also share a meal with them and visit with them, maybe worship with them on the street as you have done. Maybe if enough members of congregations of Christians become aware of what others have done to follow Jesus in the ways that you and others have pointed to in the scriptures you have given above, there will be a change in large congregations if people are convicted to truly follow Jesus.
    You and your wife are good examples of those who help the truly innocent children (who were suffering through no fault of their own) by adopting some and taking others as foster children. Thank you for your example and effort to motivate people to follow Jesus.

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    • Agent X · February 16, 2020

      Agent dc, thank YOU for YOUR help and inspiration. Your friendship is very helpful to me, very encouraging. Your comments usually temper me. You give me cause for pause and or you lift up my spirits. Either way, I appreciate you for what you DO and what you say here.

      Yes, I aim at noble needs – “truly innocent children” and so forth. No doubt Mrs. Agent X is the captain on that boat. I follow her lead mostly. She calls the shots. She has the expertise… all that. But I am learning a lot too. I have learned so much working with her and I expect to learn far more as time goes on.

      As for the influence I have had, I hardly see any.

      I have had influence on people in the past. I know what that is like, but I came to a point regarding the poor esp, but not just that actually about a dozen years ago which seems to have me at odds with established church. I find only resistance and I find it entrenched the more I speak out too. It has reached troubling levels now. I am so far afield … out there on my own now and shunned almost completely. I see no good in continuing to speak, really.

      On the other hand, and this is something I rarely open up about, I fully recognize how challenging my stance is. I do not claim to live up to my own standards. I try. I push myself. I aim there… and those are things I don’t see the establishment even doing or recognizing.

      Let me say it like this.

      I have turned. I am working at going the other direction. It was a repentance.

      This does not mean I make strides in that direction. Sometimes, maybe, but not always. Sometimes I get bogged down in complexity and can hardly move. Other times I get frozen with fear and cannot move. Sometimes I take bigger steps than I thought I could, but not often.

      But I am working at going this OTHER direction. I am facing the OTHER WAY.

      And actually, in a sense, and in some respects, it wasn’t me that turned. When it comes to GIVING to the poor, I was always going this way. I did not turn from it, my church did. They read a book (WHH) and very purposely turned. They talked about turning for months before doing it. And I refuted that talk at the time very respectfully. I showed up at Bible classes where was discussed, I visited privately with shepherds, AND I made appointments to be at meetings and so forth. And my very cordial respect was countered from very early on with a rude stonewall. With indifference. From very early on!

      That hurt, but my point is to say that AT THIS LEVEL my church made changes, not me.

      But there were areas where I made changes too. I read a book too. I read one called Colossians Remixed that radicalized me. And one of the things I did which, obviously now, put me at insurmountable odds with church leadership was, I dragged an American flag through the church house on July 4 Sunday. I let the tail of it drag on the floor behind me as I held the other end in my hand with my Bible – all in a prophetic/dramatic display of helping this very proud symbol bend the knee before Jesus in his house. Yet it was so upsetting to my brothers that some of them almost felt compelled to take a swing at me. And after that, they don’t care what I say, they won’t listen for nothin’. I am dead to them.

      So, yeah, I made some changes too. I repented of giving that symbol either more or equal respect as I do Jesus. I did not run around desecrating the flag all over town, nor did I drag it through the mud. No. I let it drag on the floor where it’s proverbial knees belong in the house of God, and that little gesture brought out the true feelings of my brothers, and it put me beneath contempt.

      So… some of both.

      But in almost a dozen years now, I think I have said all there is to say, and all the warning has been given. I am tired, but I have no idea where to go now. I do not belong.

      Stand with Jesus? Put your money where your mouth is??

      Then go be by yourself, because we have a hype to attend here and you are calling our bluff. But it occurs to us, we don’t really have to listen to you.

      Bye, Felicia!

      (In this case, I am Felicia)

      I am thinking about dropping the whole thing, actually. Or maybe morphing into something new if the Lord will grant me newness. Cause this horse I been beating is DEAD.

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  2. insanitybytes22 · February 15, 2020

    Good stuff! I once took great comfort in the Weeping Prophet’s story. I know exactly why those guys were often half mad, tearing their hair out, fleeing to the wilderness. I used to lament to God about Acts, “I will pour out of my Spirit upon all flesh: and your sons and your daughters shall prophesy, and your young men shall see visions, and your old men shall dream dreams…” and ask if He left off the most important part, “but nobody will ever listen!”

    I’m not sure why God wanted to show me those truths, but He did, and He’s been infinitely kind in the midst of it. I also “resigned,” of my need to try to control the outcome, of my savior complex, of my lack of trust. I was talking with some addicts a while a back, with a sad prophecy, “you’re going to die if you don’t stop.” And than they just died. How do you even process a story like that? Where’s the silver lining? What was God’s purpose in there? It’s a very glum subject, I haven’t got any easy answers, either. The only thing I’m certain of is that God is good, always, and there is a lot I just don’t understand and probably never will this side of heaven.

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    • Agent X · February 16, 2020

      Thanx for reading and commenting. Your input here has often been a source of encouragement to me.

      God bless you…


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  3. calhouns2013 · February 16, 2020

    I don’t know if I shared much of my story with you. I’m the former pastor of a failed church plant. I think it failed because I broke all the rules that lead to a “successful” church plant. At least according to most church planting guidelines.

    I had a naive notion that I could plant a church that would equip people to go out into the world and do the work of service. I believed we didn’t need self-serving, inward-focused “ministries” which attracted people of church supportable means to the church. And as you might, expect we failed. But not until after 10 long years of sacrifice and hurt for me and my family. So when you ask me if I feel you, I do. And now at age 52, and having given much of my life to preparation and service, I find myself out of full time ministry because most churches won’t have much to do with me. People are polite, but they don’t think endure me long, I’m bad for business.

    “And as I look at my own work, I sense myself quite tired of it.  Lonely.  Isolated.  Defeated.  Pointless.”

    I’m also tired of it. You may have noticed, I stay close to your writing. There’s something recognizable there—a similar frustration. The cost of what I believe the word of God was calling people to was just too high. So they went somewhere else. And I had to find another way to continue to speak the word that didn’t take a pound of flesh each week. That’s why I write.

    This post was so very encouraging to me. It doesn’t fix the sadness, but I feel less alone. I must share it, because I bet there are others also who have had to resign to the other hope.

    Thanks X

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    • Agent X · February 16, 2020


      I am sitting with this comment. Not ignoring it. Thinking.

      Very moved by your confidence in me and I feel your pain.

      Talk soon.

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      • Agent X · February 18, 2020

        I haven’t stopped thinking about your comment. It looms behind other commitments and thoughts I have all day. And I have many thoughts about this too which I have not sorted out. But it is time to engage you here at the place where you engage me.

        First, let me say this: Welcome to the club. However, I don’t know if it is you joining or me exactly. And either way, it is a painful initiation. Different in many ways, but the same in some too, from the club of parents who lose a child. Nobody WANTS to be in this club. There is no training for it – at least not in the academy. And everyone resists it on the one hand and does not know how to deal with those who profess to be in it. Better to just deny, deny, deny to the extent possible… it seems.

        It is a very personal thing to experience so much “failure” and then all the more risky to share it… to talk about it. But you do that here, and that puts us in a unique club. So, welcome.

        Two main ideas seem to govern my thoughts about this conversation – especially as you reveal yourself in this way with me (and both of my other readers too).

        1) Adullam’s Cave
        2) A resume of trials

        Both of these come from “preacher illustrations” I have experienced through the years. You know preacher illustrations… sometimes the story, poem, joke – illustration – a preacher uses to explain or emphasize a point in a sermon/lesson winds up more memorable than the point itself. Sometimes these things are quite effective and powerful, and yet I may or may not remember the rest of the sermon/lesson. And sometimes they have real staying power. I carry these with me thru my life, I figure, until the end.

        First Adullam’s Cave.

        I point out Adullam’s Cave because of its cautionary aspect. That was the feature with which it was used in the sermon I heard this illustration. Recall the Cave of Adullam in the story of David, the young shepherd anointed by God to be king who was treated like and acted like a criminal on the run under the rule of that OTHER king of the Jews, Saul. We, the readers of those texts, know that David is God’s man doing God’s work in a special way, but anyone beholding to the King of the Jews at that time would naturally see David as a criminal – a threat to the people of God. Many times us readers this far removed fail to note there was room for this kind of confusion in the public sphere.

        David knew God had anointed him, a few close friends, family, and Samuel knew it, but outside of those small circle of friends, it was open to speculation on the one hand and going against royal edicts on the other. To love and provide aid to David would be risky business. (David is a forerunner of Jesus in this respect, which gets little attention in my estimation.)

        Anyway, this “criminal” messiah on the run from the king winds up taking refuge in Adullam’s Cave at some point, and that is sort of a hole-in-the-wall hideout for hole-in-the-wall gangs. And the other people there are other criminals hiding out.

        I never personally spent a night in jail (was arrested once, but didn’t stay), but I did, as a young man once, take a job at the TRUCK WASH. I lasted only one day, but I learned something about the TRUCK WASH… it is a hotbed of criminals on probation/parole working in there. It is a job that attract such folx. And the one day I was employed there, was slow, and it gave the boys a lot of time to sit around smoking cigarettes and talk. And the talk was all about their criminal past, their oppression by “the man” and so forth. A lot of commiserating on their pain.

        The preacher illustrating his sermon on the occasion of my hearing this one wanted to point out that David was in THAT kind of a place with THAT kind of people doing THAT kind of thing. It was not a place of great positive energy. It was a place where you could vent, but where the others venting would drag you down and not lift you up.


        That is a cautionary tale.

        His illustration has always stayed with me. I am not sure it’s even that great of an illustration. To be honest, he highlights a real phenom alright, but I would point out that it was all part of God’s plan! In God’s hands, this man and probably many of the criminals he made friends with there, were transformed into quite a fighting force for God’s glory.

        I think this shows there are more levels to this than the illustration points out. And I ultimately want to lean on THAT. But I don’t want to miss the opportunity to point out the danger either. Let us not simply give ourselves over to self pity here. Even if we do give ourselves over to self pity… Because actually, I am not convinced that is a problem for God. (Read Psalm 88 if you think I am wrong.) Nevertheless, I still think it is worth noting, and I personally do not want to just go there.

        However, what the sermon illustration failed to point out is that whatever meatgrinder of negative energy David faced and maybe even embraced, in God’s hands it serves to bring glory to God instead of David! Despite David’s closeness to the fire, to the glory, he is not actually the hero here, and his feet are made of the same clay as the rest of us. But in this earthen vessel, God places his Spirit and his glory is seen there.

        So… with a nod to the caution, let me leave that behind and push through giving it its due, but not stopping there to merely avoid it either.

        This brings me to the second thing… the resume of failures.

        This also was an illustration, but one I think I read about in N.T. Wright and his work on II Corinthians particularly. St. Paul seems to have become a “failure” at the church he planted. The church is still going strong, but there is a strong pull, if he has not already lost it, to view Paul as unrespectable. The church holds him in contempt! They want a REAL preacher! They want a super apostle. They want someone who SPEAKS well. (Apparently Paul writes a better sermon than he speaks.) Not everyone is a truly gifted orator/speaker/preacher. Even the Bible itself suggests Paul wasn’t that hot in this department. Certainly Moses felt this way about himself too.

        Anyway, the church wants to look and sound good. They want NICE things and a hot pistol preacher to match. They want to be respectable in the eyes of their neighbors – probably, and St. Paul doesn’t fit the suit, as they see it.

        Well, St. Paul does not comeback with another version of all his great achievements. He doesn’t say: but wait… look, I have this fancy degree or that… I wrote this best seller or that… I taught at this fancy school or that… I raised this much money and supported this or that… I have the endorsements of these fancy institutions and those…

        NONE OF THAT

        Instead Paul gives this church a resume of all this trials and “failures” of all the suffering he has endured on their behalf and on behalf of the Gospel of Jesus. And it’s a horrible list of pains. Few preachers today, and relatively few in history, have been shipwrecked, stoned, and left for dead! Survived riots and then got blamed for them… all that kind of thing.

        Paul even describes his own pity party. He despaired of life itself!

        And this church needs to bring their pride down a notch and their humility up a notch.

        God lifts his own mission up out of the mess, does so in his own time, and does so at his own prerogative and on his own steam! He gets all the glory!!! And in the meantime, Paul is going to list off all the trials in something of a resume and then the real reversal is to somehow count all that as a joy.

        Just because I point out the cautionary side of this does not mean I say we must avoid it, but to then say that even beyond that, we can, should and I hope will (and I have to learn this over and over again for the first time every time) to count this as a joy and to expect God to redeem it.

        I in no way exhaust all the thoughts your comment gives me, but this is my response at this time.

        I hope to commiserate with you, but to do so with expectations of God.

        Thanx for sharing your story. I feel much closer with you.

        God bless…



  4. Michael Bolstler · February 16, 2020

    Hey, what you wrote is also pretty close to my heart. What bugs me the most after going through yet another person rejecting and ignoring me, is the knowledge that if they would but turn a little bit, I could teach them how to judge me, so that their rejection is something I could proudly put on my fridge door, or a wall somewhere. For me, it’s their utter lack of doubt that bugs me.

    I’ve read your blog for a couple years now. Never once have I heard you accuse those who oppose you of cavorting with the devil. Never once have I seen you try to place yourself between God and the people you try to aid. I think the only difference between us in terms of hope, is that I went into this knowing that even when Jesus clothed God in icky human flesh, and God Himself strode the Earth for a time, times and half a time, not a single person was willing to change in the slightest. Jesus would not have killed to trade places with us, but he would have watched us peel the wrappers from a chocolate bar and go through the problems faced by 21st century people with a wistful look, before saying “Away from me, Satan!”

    Also understand how infuriating it is when people imply the problem is your ‘tone’ or ‘attitude’. A few weeks ago, after the cops showed up to charge me with trespassing at the local Catholic Church (I had been removing their hedge of invasive weeds for several weeks, and would not go away when the diocese asked), a cute lady police officer, after learning the basics of what I was doing, said “Have you ever considered a different approach?”.

    Of course I have considered different approaches. I have done it every single bloody day for the last 6 years. I know that each of my friends at that church, who remained silent or said that it seems unfair but they ‘didn’t want to get involved’ enjoy seeing the results of the work I’ve been doing, and would prefer to see it continue. But why would I change my approach, when a couple dozen people at the church thanked me for my service to God, and as many neighbors who don’t go to church, because one person decided my service to God was at her pleasure?

    The main lesson I learned from Jesus’ story is that sometimes, all you can do, is act out part of God’s story, with behavior that would not shame Him to observe. And after ensuring that I do not oppose anyone who opposes me, get myself a criminal record for doing God’s work. I’m not sure that I’ll get one, but I know I will not try a different approach if the judge tries to let me off with a warning. A criminal record is the least of the handicaps that most of society’s ‘reject people’ face in their struggle to be allowed to live outside of poverty. And sentencing is very light on us deviants, compared with Jesus’ day.

    I’m not sure if that would be appropriate in your situation (having a family who I understand you provide for) , but my gut feeling after reading much of your work, is that you will be able to stand before our Creator on Judgement Day, and know that you have done what He asked of you, even if you follow me into the lava lake afterwards, due to circumstances beyond your control.

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    • Agent X · February 17, 2020


      Thanx for reading and responding. Thanx for your kind, encouraging words. Thanx for your challenging insights. You definitely do challenge me to, and I need to give you proper respect for it.

      Yes, I try to be respect of those I oppose too. Not any less tactful, but I challenge the established church of Lubbock too. And I look sound and sometimes smell like a kook. I have been a bit shrill on a few occasions, but not always and never at the expense of reason. I say, let’s talk. Let’s look at the Bible and adhere to the Author we find there.

      I recognize this will not mean some automatic and monolithic shared understanding. I am aware that I am wrong about some of the stuff I believe and espouse – and of course at present I don’t know what those bits are or else I would change them. Thus if we actually engaged in dialog, I stand to be changed in my views too.

      I am, I believe, rather conservative about this stuff. I might be radical in some respects, but not wildly radical.

      (sorry… was typing and just lost more than half my comment.. but out of time. Will return later…)


  5. Spy Vs Spy · February 17, 2020

    Cool conversation. I think about the Ancient Brothers & Sisters… and their story remains whereas the “visible results” are faded away. Their story is maybe more valuable. And the “people’s response” mmmm. The strange story of the Spiritual War (the Apocalyptic Christmas Story in Revelation) pretty much trails off in that chapter with the people on Earth buried in “Dragon Vomit” or the “fog of War”. They are so mired in the muck they are blind and deaf to the call of God, his Son or even his church and it’s prophets…. except of course that’s not really the “the end of the story”. Further along we are taught… GOD WINS. Not “I WIN”. It’s not about my vindication, it’s God’s mission and ministry! It’s his story and I’m a thread!

    I say: “take heart” in his work! Blessings

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    • Agent X · February 17, 2020

      Thanx for reading and commenting.
      I always pray for healing when someone is sick. I think getting healed is a great way for God to get the glory right along with it being a great way for the sick to feel better too. But I see that suffering also glorifies God, and that the glory to God part is the more important part.

      It’s easy when it’s academic. Harder when it’s you.


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