tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-383621656853851029.post884165911010257010..comments2023-09-08T03:48:18.229-07:00Comments on **~~彩虹下的约定。。。。。 Grace is sufficient~~**: ~~God's Righteous Judgment~~~~泪光~~http://www.blogger.com/profile/13809210032210359638noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-383621656853851029.post-88269100225501027512008-09-15T09:50:00.000-07:002008-09-15T09:50:00.000-07:00Hi Agnes,thanks for sharing. I have been running i...Hi Agnes,<BR/><BR/>thanks for sharing. I have been running into quite a few sand paper men/women in my past few years too... and often times, the struggle is really, as u said, with my own self. Because whenever we confront the wrongs of a person, God's Spirit will first make us take a look at ourselves first. A good Christian book I've come across is "The Struggle for Inner Peace" by Henry Brandt (available online: http://www.biblicalcounselinginsights.com/Inner-Peace/irritations.shtml) <BR/><BR/>Taken fr the book--"The moment I start hating a man, I become his slave. I can't enjoy my work anymore because he even controls my thoughts. My resentments produce too many stress hormones in my body and I become fatigued after only a few hours of work. The work I formerly enjoyed is now drudgery. Even vacations cease to give me pleasure. It may be a luxurious car that I drive along a lake fringed with the autumnal beauty of maple, oak, and birch. As far as my experience of pleasure is concerned, I might as well be driving a wagon in mud and rain.<BR/><BR/>The man I hate hounds me wherever I go. I can't escape his tyrannical grasp on my mind. When the waiter serves me porterhouse steak with french fries, asparagus, crisp salad, and strawberry shortcake smothered with ice cream, it might as well be stale bread and water. My teeth chew the food and I swallow it, but the man I hate will not permit me to enjoy it …. The man I hate may be many miles from my bedroom; but more cruel than any slave driver, he whips my thoughts into such a frenzy that my innerspring mattress becomes a rack of torture. The lowliest of the serfs can sleep, but not I. I really must acknowledge the fact that I am a slave to every man on whom I pour the vials of my wrath (None of These Diseases, Revell, pp. 73-74)."<BR/><BR/><BR/>Indeed when we come face to face with each difficult personality in our life, it is a challenge for our faith in God and love for Him. When we truly love God, we don't have any other choice, but to keep loving those He loves, in His way, by His will. This is the only way we stay free in His Spirit of love and mercy. Because His love in us cannot be withheld, it will either overflow from us or dries up in us.<BR/><BR/>Yet we can rest on the fact that God's grace is ever-sufficient (2 Cor 9:8) for us to keep loving, n keep loving! <BR/><BR/>And know tt I can't help but love you, dear sister! :-) Jia you! I have faith in you :-Dlifanghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05146868173596587472noreply@blogger.com