Thank You For Being Alive

[Thank You] Faithful are the wounds of a friend; profuse are the kisses of an enemy.

– Proverbs 27:6 ESV –

I like to consider myself a realist. I wouldn’t say I’m pessimistic, but I try to analyze situations and look at what the likely outcome is. I would say sometimes I could do a better job of having faith in God’s sovereignty in a situation (some might call that optimism) and believe more in the work that God has done and will do in people.

Proverbs 25:6 is the kind of verse that encourages people like me to always be sure to rebuke when there’s an opportunity…but maybe that’s not quite what Solomon had in mind.

This isn’t going to be an in-depth word study or exegesis on this topic, but instead, simply a quick look at something I feel God is saying to me today.

I am critical more often than I think I actually should be. As much as wise words of rebuke are worth more than kisses from an enemy, how much better is the encouragement of a friend, especially when you are already down?

Because of my critical nature, I have a hard time encouraging people unless I see them do something that is actually “impressive.” I only give credit where it’s “due.”

What about grace?

I’ve been blessed by God and encouraged by God, not because of anything that I’ve done, but because of what He has done.

Perhaps I should extend that same grace, not only when people fail and need forgiveness, but perhaps it’s a form of grace to give encouragement even when it’s not “warranted.”

Perhaps this world would be a bit of a better place and Christ’s light might shine through me a bit more if I simply approached people happy that they are alive. Everything positive beyond that is just a bonus.

I don’t know about you, but I’m thankful that I’m alive. I’m thankful for the possibilities and the opportunities that I have each day to glorify God and to show Him to others.

I’m thankful you’re alive and I hope you are thankful for that as well.

Thank you for being alive.


Complete Uncertainty

Today marked the continuation of an issue that I have already been struggling with for the past three years.

I visited the doctor’s office for a check-up on my left ear. Basically what I found out was that I have the choice of living with barely being able to hear out of my left ear, or having yet another operation (a third). The choice seemed obvious.

I don’t think that I can put words to the frustration that I have felt through this entire thing and the amount of times that I have been disappointed with the outcomes, but there has to be some good in this somewhere. Maybe I won’t see it tomorrow, maybe I won’t ever recognize it, but there must be some purpose for this pain.

The word “χαρά” is tattooed on my wrist, and it is through this that I see…I got it at a good time. As hard as it is, verses like Romans 12:12 and James 1:2-4 are what needs to be on my mind through all of this.

I trust that God has some kind of plan for this and the fact that I have to get through all of this shows me that something big is coming. There are big things yet to come and I look forward to seeing what they are. God is good.

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