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Tuesday, March 18, 2008

Today i read something that left me quite speechless. not that it particularly applies to me at this point of my life. cos frankly, I'm grateful to have been blessed thus far with a relatively smooth-sailing life. but I do want to remember this passage always so that in future, if i ever find myself in a position where everything seems dead and pointless, I want to be able to reflect and remember this passage, and know that God is in control, no matter how things may seem.

here it is:
Over a hundred years ago in England, the borough of West Stanley endured a great tragedy. A mine collapsed, trapping and killing many of the workers inside. The bishop of Durham, Dr Handley Moule, was asked to bring a word of comfort to the mourners. Standing at the mouth of the mine, he said, "It is very difficult for us to understand why God should let such an awful disaster happen, but we know Him and we trust Him, and all will be right. I have at home," he continued, "an old bookmark given to me by my mother. It is worked in silk, and, when I examine the wrong side of it, I see nothing but a tangle of threads, crossed and re-crossed. It looks like a big mistake. One would think that someone had done it who did not know what she was doing. But, when I turn it over and look at the right side, I see there, beautifully embroidered, the letters GOD IS LOVE.

"We are looking at this today," he counseled, "from the wrong side. Someday we shall see it from another standpoint, and shall understand."


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