Gentle Thunder!!
I am in the process of reading “A Gentle Thunder: Hearing God Through The Storm” by Max Lucado.
In the acknowledgement he says “A book should be a garden that fits in the hands. Word petals of color. Stems of strength. Roots of truth. Turn a page and turn the seasons. Read the sentences and enjoy the roses.”
When I read that I said “Lord, let that be true, that someday that which I write will be as that garden, that the words will be as petals showing forth the many facets of you.”
That people will find strength in that which is shared, that it will build them up in the faith, in their walk with the Lord. That, that which is shared will be rooted in truth and as the pages are turned they will reveal the seasons of life. That which will nurture the hearts and souls of those that read them.
That the words written will give off the fragrance of the Lord, the smell of the rose, knowing that the fragrance comes from the crushings of life, from the storms. Max goes on to say “That there are certain passions only learned by pain. And there are times when God, knowing that, allows us to endure the pain for the sake of the song.” (Page 29)
I know that the only reason I can write is because of that which I have gone through in my life. It is no longer theory but has become a reality. I have a long way to go but I am heading in the right direction. With the grace of god I have learned to endure, so that the song that comes forth will be a song of worship and praise.
Max also said “Though you hear nothing, He is speaking. Though you see nothing, He is acting. With God there are no accidents. Every incident is intended to bring us closer to Him.”
Indeed that is true. I know that through the dark nights of our souls, through the storms, that He is speaking, that He was acting on our behalf and everything that we go through will bring us closer to Him if we allow it too. The choice is ours.
There are no accidents. He was not surprised or caught unawares. He will finish the work that He has begun in us.
To be a pen in the hand of God is my desire. May the Lord bless each and everyone of you in that which you are going through, for it is during these times we learn to hear Gods voice for in the midst of the storms, He reveals Himself.
Till later,
Paul
In the acknowledgement he says “A book should be a garden that fits in the hands. Word petals of color. Stems of strength. Roots of truth. Turn a page and turn the seasons. Read the sentences and enjoy the roses.”
When I read that I said “Lord, let that be true, that someday that which I write will be as that garden, that the words will be as petals showing forth the many facets of you.”
That people will find strength in that which is shared, that it will build them up in the faith, in their walk with the Lord. That, that which is shared will be rooted in truth and as the pages are turned they will reveal the seasons of life. That which will nurture the hearts and souls of those that read them.
That the words written will give off the fragrance of the Lord, the smell of the rose, knowing that the fragrance comes from the crushings of life, from the storms. Max goes on to say “That there are certain passions only learned by pain. And there are times when God, knowing that, allows us to endure the pain for the sake of the song.” (Page 29)
I know that the only reason I can write is because of that which I have gone through in my life. It is no longer theory but has become a reality. I have a long way to go but I am heading in the right direction. With the grace of god I have learned to endure, so that the song that comes forth will be a song of worship and praise.
Max also said “Though you hear nothing, He is speaking. Though you see nothing, He is acting. With God there are no accidents. Every incident is intended to bring us closer to Him.”
Indeed that is true. I know that through the dark nights of our souls, through the storms, that He is speaking, that He was acting on our behalf and everything that we go through will bring us closer to Him if we allow it too. The choice is ours.
There are no accidents. He was not surprised or caught unawares. He will finish the work that He has begun in us.
To be a pen in the hand of God is my desire. May the Lord bless each and everyone of you in that which you are going through, for it is during these times we learn to hear Gods voice for in the midst of the storms, He reveals Himself.
Till later,
Paul