Friday, December 5, 2008

Faith

We've been listening to Alistair Begg (see link in sidebar) in the evenings after dinner...the whole family, sort of like mini church. Just lasts about 20 minutes or so, but what a twenty minutes. Wow. I'm blown away most nights. He just overwhelms me with his honesty and decency. Now, that might sound like a odd compliment, but it's the truth. ('course the Scottish accent doesn't hurt!) He doesn't butter up what he teaches, but tells it like it is. I find that very comforting. The word Holy comes to mind...and I'm not talking about Begg in this description, but He shows the Lord to be Holy. Such respect.

Afterwards tonight we prayed about stuff--neighbors and work. Still in wait-mode for work-related issues. But the neat thing is that after getting into prayer...really getting into it, the worries just sort of fall to the side. Praising God is the chief goal, you know, and when I realize that He carries all of my problems, then it's all OK. Like I've said before---if God Almighty says He's got it under control, no matter the issue, then my goodness, I can certainly rest in that. Even if I don't understand, and I've left my problems at the foot of the Cross, then it has to be absolutely wonderful.