I was determined about two issues for this Traveling Sock round.
1. I wouldn't, couldn't spend too much time on the writing .
2. I wouldn't, shouldn't even try to preach. It's simply not my style.
What happened? I've spent the whole day making a single blog post and I've never done this much preaching in my entire life. No wonder nobody bothers to read my writing.
Nevertheless, I've prayed "Thy will be done", and what's coming out for sure wasn't my intention.
A year ago I wrote ten blog posts about The Lord's Prayer.
I had kind of a wakening up. My praying was so much about my wishes and my will. Jesus taught us to search for God's will on earth as in heaven.
I had wrestled with tough topics, like the painful endings of first my father's and then my mother's life.
I still don't know why it had to be this way, but I experienced that Jesus stood by our family's side all of the time.
Job 35: 14 "Although thou sayest thou shalt not see him, yet judgment is before him; therefore trust thou in him."
My brother's cancer, Gunnar's and Serina's chronic deceases.
The four of us are still works in progress and we are getting better in spite of all odds. My brother had five percent odds of survival after his Whipple surgery eleven years ago. He's still in his job.
Gunnar is fighting like a lion and is achieving physical wonders this year, that I would have thought impossible only half a year ago. Serina is also step by step, inch by inch retrieving strength and will power.
As my father woke up from brain surgery after two days in coma, we were gathered around his bed. He smiled and pointed towards the wall between me and my mother. "Oh, there she is, " he said. "Do you mean me or Mom," I asked. "Neither", he answered, "It's her, she who has been there all the time."He pointed at the place where "She" was standing. A chill of awe went through all of us.
He hadn't been alone, not for a minute.
Some years later my Mom stood on the threshold to Heaven. We were given a spare room at the hospital where we could rest while the rest was waking, preparing for the end to come.
My mother has always said, "I'm not strong, but I am a stayer."
She was this time too. Little by little we started feeding her with protein drinks and slowly connected after ten days. She got up and stared out in the gray rain wet backyard. Her face lit up, and smilingly she said, "I've never seen such perfect beauty in my life. I didn't know it existed."
She saw into a world I've only read about, and her face was shining.
His will is for us to get saved.
That we may have the food and clothes we need, that our sins may be forgiven, "like we forgive those who sin against us."That we may be freed from temptations, we're bound to fall, over and over again. And that we must be saved from evil, and from doing evil, I usually add, knowing myself just too well. I am so glad that the power and the glory belongs to him, and not to a king, a president or a prime minister, dictator or any worldly or clergy power.
The Lord is the only one to be worshiped and to be knelt before. For ever and ever.
1 Chor. 13 :
9 For we know in part, and we prophesy in part.
10 But when that which is perfect is come, then that which is in part shall be done away.
11 When I was a child, I spake as a child, I understood as a child, I thought as a child: but when I became a man, I put away childish things.
12 For now we see through a glass, darkly; but then face to face: now I know in part; but then shall I know even as also I am known.
13 And now abideth faith, hope, charity, these three; but the greatest of these is charity.
