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Tuesday, December 16, 2008

God never gives up on me!

Someone shared this cool reminder this week. (thanks Linda) Rest in the truth that God never gives up on those who trust Him...

From Linda: I am sending you something I read about Meeting the God of Encouragement. It really is appropriate for the challenges of today with all of us in the Body of Christ. When times are so uncertain and promises are broken God never gives up on us.
 
Throughout time, though God's people often forgot their God, God didn't forget them. He kept His word. God didn't give up. He never gives up. 

When Joseph was dropped into a pit by his own brothers, God didn't give up. When Moses said,"Here I am, send Aaron," God didn't give up. When the delivered Israelites wanted Egyptian slavery instead of milk and honey, God didn't give up. When Aaron  was making a false god at the very moment Moses was with the true God, God didn't give up. When only two of the ten spies thought the Creator was powerful enough to deliver the created, God didn't give up. When Sampson whispered to Delilah, when Saul roared after David, when David schemed against Uriah, God didn't give up. When God's word lay forgotten and man's idols stood glistening, God didn't give up. When the children of Israel were taken into captivity God didn't give up. He could have given up. He could have turned His back. He could have walked away from the wretched mess, but He didn't. He didn't give up.

When He became flesh and was the victim of an assassination attempt before He was 2 years old, He didn't give up. When the people from His own home town tried to push Him over a cliff, He didn't give up.
When His brothers ridiculed Him, He didn't give up. When He was accused of blaspheming God by people who didn't fear God, He didn't give up. When Peter worshipped Him at the supper and cursed Him at the fire, He didn't give up. When people spat in his face,He didn't spit back. When the bystanders slapped Him, He didn't slap them.When a whip ripped His sides, He didn't turn and command the awaiting angels to stuff that whip down that soldier's throat. And when human hands fastened the divine hands to a cross with spikes, it wasn't the soldiers who held the hands of Jesus steady. It was God who held them steady. For those wounded hands were the same invisible hands that had carried the fire pot and the torch 2000 years earlier. They were the same hands that had brought light to Abram's thick and dreadful darkness. They had come to do it again.

So, the next time doubt walks in, escort him out. Out to the hill. Out to Calvary, Out to the cross where, with the holy blood, the hand that carried the flame wrote the promise," God would give up His only son, before he'd give up on you."
 
How encouraging it is to know that God is constant in His promise to remain. This is encouraging to me when mothers are burying their children,when one spouse says "I Quit" when employers say "don't come back" .When the bank says,"You must vacate."  God says, "I will NEVER leave you or forake you.