It might be in the form of divorce or death. In financial woes or even prosperity.
In 2 Corinthians 12 the apostle Paul tells us that he asked the Lord 3 times to remove a "thorn in the flesh". I don't know what this thorn was but I believe that it wasn't something little. This was something that was really affecting him, this was a "valley".
Paul tells us, "Therefore, in order to keep me from becoming conceited, I was given a thorn in my flesh, a messenger of Satan, to torment me.
8 Three times I pleaded with the Lord to take it away from me.
9 But he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power may rest on me.
We will all have thorns.
Do you have Christ's sufficient grace to go through the trial?
His grace will support you and give you peace.
It is only because of His grace that I have full faith that Axel is in heaven. Yes I still have sorrow, I still mourn for him. I have great sorrow for his parents. They are so young and have gone through so much in just a few short years.
I do and will continue to pray for them. I pray that if they are not Christ Followers they will turn to him, the one who holds the word in his hands, the one who created Axel and took him home, the one who can grant them a peace which surpasses all understanding.
In my last post I left you with a cliff hanger....
Remember the roses? The beautiful yellow roses?
I put them in a vase with water and put them on the bookcase in the dining room/school room/music room/ sewing room.....
About 2 days later they were not looking so nice...
By day 4 they needed to go. And there was an odor.
We couldn't find the source of the odor. It reminded me of a potato or onion gone bad.
The taters and onions were fine.
Oh well, time to throw out the roses.
I pulled them out of the vase and kept the baby's breath to put in a vase with some other dried flowers that we had on the piano.
Then I dumped the water in the sink and S.C.R.E.A.M.E.D!!!!!
There were 4, four, 4 dead mice in the water.
I don't know how they got there. Dad's theory was that they had somehow gotten into the vase and not be able to get out and subsequently starved. Then the water helped along the decomposition and smell.
YUCK. Believe me bleach was my friend that night, after the guys disposed of said dead bodies.
I still don't know we managed to get the vase out, fill it up with water and flowers and not notice 4 bodies in it. It is a large vase, one of those from the florist and it's a dark green so I guess it could have happened. Blech:(
My darling husband kindly went to the store Tuesday night to replenish my diet ginger ale supply. I had been hit with another of my famous migraines complete with nausea and vomiting. While out he also bought me yellow roses. I love him.
I NEVER want to see another yellow rose in... my... life!
Why? Why would I make such an 'ugly' statement when most wives would be thrilled that their hubby bought them roses just because?