Thoughts That Aren't Mine...

This is part of an excerpt from "100 Prison Meditations" by Richard Wurmbrand. He was imprisoned for 14 years total in communist Romania. He founded VOM (Voice of The Martyrs) which is where I got this article from.

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Reading the Bible in a solitary cell from memory, I am struck by the extent to which suffering pervades it. It begins with the catastrophe of mankind's expulsion from paradise, and it concludes with the majority of mankind entering hell.

Why do even saints have to suffer? Why is there suffering in the animal kingdom? Why is a baby born with suffering? Is suffering God's only educational method? Why does evil exist? Why have Christians suffered for decades in Communist jails?

The only answer that I believe should be given is not to ask the question. Jesus, when He was on the cross, asked God why He had forsaken even His only begotten Son. His question is followed only by a question mark. All that is revealed to us is that the question exists and that we can live with it.

You do not need more than His peace, which passes all understanding. You do not need both peace and understanding, for understanding presupposes qualifications that most of us do not have.

-- Richard Wurmbrand

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We are so short on peace over here it's a little bit scary. Josiah is having lethargic days and ok days, but doesn't have much of an appetite now. Ugh. If it isn't one symptom it's another. Could be 'a virus' (or 'wedon'tknowwhat'swrong'), seizure activity, tumor growth... God only knows. No literally, only He does.

I've tried to be one step ahead in this and it just isn't possible! Somehow I think it won't hurt as badly when he relapses if I'm expecting it, but that's a lie. I've been thinking about a verse that's in the Psalms somewhere where the author talks about 'Your ways are higher than my ways, your thoughts above my thoughts.' That is some good news right there.

I keep reminding myself that God loves Josiah more than Stephen and me combined. I know He is full of perfect compassion and mercy unlike us.

Pray for us to look at His face and take our eyes off ourselves especially this week. If we don't it will be a terribly long and selfish one.

Last week he did fine for all three therapies, and I'm anxious to see how he does tomorrow. Mrs. Jess, Mrs. Angela, and Mrs. Kelly know Josiah's habits as well as any of his aunties.

Belle's scans are Thursday and ours are Tuesday.