I woke up this morning feeling very low and I was thinking "what do I write today" while browsing through my mails, I saw this, a friend had sent it to me a while ago, it really lifted me, that's why I decided to put it up today, hope it helps somebody.
I asked God...
I asked God why I wasn't rich.
He showed me a man with the wealth of a thousand kings,
who was lonely, and had no one to share it with.
I asked God why I wasn't beautiful.
He showed me a woman more beautiful than any other,
who was ugly because of her vanity.
I asked God why He'd allowed me to become old.
He showed me a boy of 16,
who lay dead at the scene of a car accident.
I asked God why I didn't have a bigger house.
He showed me a family of six,
who had just been evicted from their tiny shack,
and were forced, to live on the street.
I asked God why I had to work.
He showed me a man, who couldn't find a decent job,
because he'd never learned to read.
I asked God why I wasn't more popular.
He showed me a socialite with a thousand friends,
who all left the moment the money and parties were no longer there.
I asked God why I wasn't smarter.
He showed me a natural born genius,
serving life in prison for making ill use of his knowledge.
I asked God why He put up with a thankless sinner like me.
He showed me His Bible.
He showed me His Son
who took my place at the judgment.
I knew then how much He loved me.
What's eating you today?
Are your problems weighing heavy on your heart?
Know, then, that you are loved.
4 comments:
That was very powerful. I was especially convicted by the "why do I have to work" part. I'm giving thanks every day for my job because lately I've been wishing that I could just have a break...no more working for a while. I want more time to just live my life, but then I remember all of those who have lost jobs, and I am thankful.
Lovely post Chris. We need this reminder.
so profound! thanks Chris.
I always say to myself that no matter what Im luckier than many out there. Thats my way of battling the battles.
Keshi.
Perfect sermon.
God bless.
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