Paul's prayers were so simple and true, that we would grow in the grace and knowledge of Jesus the Messiah, that we would come to know the height, the width, the depth the breadth of God's love.
Wayne Monbleau pointed out years ago that is a four dimensional love and we are 3 dimensional beings, so there is an aspect of God's love that is totally alien to us, beyond us.
Suicide cuts us off from the ability of God to restore and heal in this life. As my friend Malory accurately states, suicide stems from hope dying and giving way to despair. A person can have faith and love but their hope can crash and burn and in a moment of time.
Now the fourth dimension of love comes in, the dimension that goes beyond and is separate from this life. The dimension that speaks to dry bones. The dimension that is the God of Abraham, Isaac and Jacob and mocks those who do not trust in the resurrection power of God.
Suicide leaves a gaping hole in this life, but once again our call is not to trust in what we can see, but in what we cannot see. The wounds in His hands and His side lead me to a place of accepting whatever cup the Father chooses for me. A cup that promises healing, grace and restoration for the lost and hurting world. A cup that releases grace and mercy to brethren, that the world will see as true love. Attraction not promotion.
Wayne Monbleau pointed out years ago that is a four dimensional love and we are 3 dimensional beings, so there is an aspect of God's love that is totally alien to us, beyond us.
Suicide cuts us off from the ability of God to restore and heal in this life. As my friend Malory accurately states, suicide stems from hope dying and giving way to despair. A person can have faith and love but their hope can crash and burn and in a moment of time.
Now the fourth dimension of love comes in, the dimension that goes beyond and is separate from this life. The dimension that speaks to dry bones. The dimension that is the God of Abraham, Isaac and Jacob and mocks those who do not trust in the resurrection power of God.
Suicide leaves a gaping hole in this life, but once again our call is not to trust in what we can see, but in what we cannot see. The wounds in His hands and His side lead me to a place of accepting whatever cup the Father chooses for me. A cup that promises healing, grace and restoration for the lost and hurting world. A cup that releases grace and mercy to brethren, that the world will see as true love. Attraction not promotion.
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