Psa. 119:67 π Psa. 119:75
“Before I was afflicted I went astray.” ( Psa. 119:67; top )
When these various afflictions come into our lives we flinch, back off, complain, resist and fail to realize that our loving Heavenly Father is bringing into our lives beauty for ashes, enrichment for selfishness, brokenness for hardness and joy for our complaining. These beautiful attributes that our Father is lovingly attaching to our character are infinitely more important than all the worldly riches and worldly acclaim that man can provide. It gives a new understanding to our spirit, new life to our souls and our compassion for others becomes a sweet fragrance of blossoming flowers that would never grow if we had not been subjected to God’s pleasant love showers.
How can flowers grow without showers?
The tenderness of Jesus in tending His flower is never equaled even by the most professional greenhouse florist of today. There is no way of producing these fragrant flowers, except by repeated cultivations and prunings. Even though our hearts have been wounded and our lives seemingly thrust into a bush of thorns, yet beneath the thorns grows the choicest roses.
The most saintly flowers have no desire for exaltation, knowing their fragrances and blossoms are hand-fashioned by the heavenly husbandman, who frames each bouquet with a frame of extravagantly colored sunsets, all destined to glorify only the purger of the flower Himself, our Heavenly Father.
Solomon was never arrayed like one of these saintly blossoms!
“I know, O Lord, that Your judgments are right and that You, in faithfulness, have afflicted me.” ( Psa. 119:75; top )
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