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So that…I will tell

Do you ever remember when you were too excited to wait…to wait for what is best?

When I was a child I never liked to wait.  No I was in too big a hurry to wait for mom.  We were at a swimming pool, one I had never been to before and I could not wait to go swim.  I should have waited, but I hurried out of the women’s changing area and started down the steps on the side of the pool.  Too late I realized I was not in the “kiddie” section.  I remember going down…down…and pushing up and gasping for air and trying to yell for help.  The next thing I remember water was gushing out my mouth and I was coughing, as I regained conscienceness.

Why?  Why didn’t I wait…why didn’t God stop me?

Or better question…why did God save me?

When bad things happen we tend to question…why???  We should ask why for the good, as well as, the bad.  Why has God allowed this to happen?  Is it for my sake only…for my personal benefit or is there more…a greater reason?  Has God allowed both the good and the bad in my life…

so that I will recognize His sovereignty and praise Him?

so that I will recognize His provision and thank Him?

so that I will tell others of God’s work and bring glory to Him?

…But tell to the generation to come the praises of the Lord,

And His strength and His wondrous works that He has done.

That the generation to come might know, even the children yet to be born,

That they may arise and tell them to their children,

That they should put their confidence in God

And not forget the works of God,

But keep His commandments

 Psalm 78:4,6,7

 

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