Faith is active and not passive.... Active faith believes without a single doubt - there is no maybes in active faith. It accepts that fact that it is done........ I wish I could have this kind of faith too........
I am not prefect but I am sure that I am on my way to prefection....... Life is a journey to be enjoyed with a big heart and love for others........
Thursday, February 21, 2008
Sunday, February 17, 2008
Have Faith ~ God has not forgotten
This is a story which I really like and want to put it on the blog not just to encourage others but also myself:
"When my little son was about ten years old, his grandmother promised him a stamp collecting album for Christmas. Christmas came and went with no stamp album and no word from Grandma. The matter, however, was not mentioned, until his friends came to see his Christmas presents. I was astonished, after he had listed all the gifts he received, to hear him add, "And a stamp album from my grandmother."
After hearing this several times, I called my son to me and said, "But George, you didn't get a stamp album from Grandma. Why did you say you did?"
With a puzzled look on his face, as if I had asked a very strange question, he replied, "Well Mom, Grandma said, and that is the same as." Not a word from me would sway his faith.
A month passed and nothing else was said about the album. Finally one day, to test his faith and becaused I wondered in my own heart why the album had not been sent, I said,"George, I think Grandma has forgotten her promise."
"Oh no, Mom," he quickly and firmly responded."She hasn't."
I watched his sweet, trusting face, which for a while looked very serious, as if he were debating the possibility I had suggested. Soon his face brightened as he said, "Do you think it would do any good for me to write Grandma, thanking her for the album?"
"I don't know," I said, "but you might try it." A rich spiritual truth then began to dawn on me.
In a few minutes a letter was written and mailed, as George went off whistling his confidence in his grandma. Soon a letter from Grandma arrived with this message:
My dear George
I have not forgotten my promise to you for a stamp albulm. I could not find the one you wanted here, so I ordered one from New York. It did not arrive until after Christmas, and it was not the right one. I then ordered another but it still has not arrived. I have decided to send you thirty dollars instead so that you may buy the one you want in Chicago.
Your loving Grandma.
As he read the letter, his face was the face of a victor. From the depths of a heart that never doubted came the words, "Now, Mom, didn't I tell you?" George "against all hope... in hope believed (Rom 4:18) that the stamp album would come. And while he was trusting, Grandma was working, and in due time faith became sight.
It is only human to want to see before we step out on the promises of God. Yet our Savior said to Thomas and a long list of doubters who have followed, "Blessed are those who have not seen and yet have believed" (John 20:29) - Mrs Round (From Streams in the Desert)
"When my little son was about ten years old, his grandmother promised him a stamp collecting album for Christmas. Christmas came and went with no stamp album and no word from Grandma. The matter, however, was not mentioned, until his friends came to see his Christmas presents. I was astonished, after he had listed all the gifts he received, to hear him add, "And a stamp album from my grandmother."
After hearing this several times, I called my son to me and said, "But George, you didn't get a stamp album from Grandma. Why did you say you did?"
With a puzzled look on his face, as if I had asked a very strange question, he replied, "Well Mom, Grandma said, and that is the same as." Not a word from me would sway his faith.
A month passed and nothing else was said about the album. Finally one day, to test his faith and becaused I wondered in my own heart why the album had not been sent, I said,"George, I think Grandma has forgotten her promise."
"Oh no, Mom," he quickly and firmly responded."She hasn't."
I watched his sweet, trusting face, which for a while looked very serious, as if he were debating the possibility I had suggested. Soon his face brightened as he said, "Do you think it would do any good for me to write Grandma, thanking her for the album?"
"I don't know," I said, "but you might try it." A rich spiritual truth then began to dawn on me.
In a few minutes a letter was written and mailed, as George went off whistling his confidence in his grandma. Soon a letter from Grandma arrived with this message:
My dear George
I have not forgotten my promise to you for a stamp albulm. I could not find the one you wanted here, so I ordered one from New York. It did not arrive until after Christmas, and it was not the right one. I then ordered another but it still has not arrived. I have decided to send you thirty dollars instead so that you may buy the one you want in Chicago.
Your loving Grandma.
As he read the letter, his face was the face of a victor. From the depths of a heart that never doubted came the words, "Now, Mom, didn't I tell you?" George "against all hope... in hope believed (Rom 4:18) that the stamp album would come. And while he was trusting, Grandma was working, and in due time faith became sight.
It is only human to want to see before we step out on the promises of God. Yet our Savior said to Thomas and a long list of doubters who have followed, "Blessed are those who have not seen and yet have believed" (John 20:29) - Mrs Round (From Streams in the Desert)
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