|It Was a Charles Dickens Kind of Year (standard:humor, 909 words)|
|Author: Godspenman||Added: Dec 01 2013||Views/Reads: 1765/638||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|While many people are out on a shopping spree to liquidate any cash reserves they might have left, I am taking this time to do a little bit of reflection.|
Click here to read the first 75 lines of the story am too stuffed now to really rejoice. I feel a little nap coming on. This past year I received an unexpected royalty check from my publisher and truly rejoiced in it. It is always nice to get something you were not expecting. The following week I had to replace the transmission in a vehicle. I know, I should be grateful I had the money so I could do the maintenance work on the vehicle. I am, kind of, sort of, but it would have been nice to have the money and not have to use it. Then, what in the world is money for? This whole year has been like that. I get happy about something I lost and then I find it. I get happy about something I found and then I lose it. This year my “age of wisdom” was soundly outmaneuvered by my “age of foolishness.” As I reflected on this I thought about what the apostle Paul said. “For the good that I would I do not: but the evil which I would not, that I do” (Romans 7:19). I have come to the point where I believe that “the worst of times” is designed by God to show me how wonderful “the best of times” are. I rest on the marvelous truth that my life is not in “the times” but in the gracious hand of God. Tweet
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