As a young child, my parents had my sisters and I memorize Genesis 4:7 to teach us the important lesson of mastery over sin. They would remind us of this verse when we were tempted to fall into the sins that children often give into: sibling tiffs, selfishness in wanting our own way, and talking back to our parents, just to name a few.
People who move in Christian circles are generally familiar with the Biblical story of man’s Fall into sin. Familiarity, however, does not mean that all “Christians” share a common understanding and belief when it comes to the principle of original sin.
If you are in a season of waiting, a time of trial, or are feeling stuck in a certain place in life, I encourage you to look to the example that Joseph left for us and marvel at God’s provision and goodness.
In the beginning God said...and there was. In the end, also, it is God Who “says.” It is God Who has the final say.
Did Adam and Eve understand that God was promising a Messiah—even God in the flesh? Yes, they did.
How beautiful it is that in 2019 we can answer Isaiah’s question: “Do you not know? Have you not heard? Has it not been told you from the beginning?” (Isaiah 40:21) Indeed, it has.
No one must seek out trials and tribulations. As Christians, they will surely find us. It is important to remember, however, that a Believer is never left to face such things alone. “God is our refuge and strength, A very present help in trouble” (Psalm 46:1).
I don’t always like the pain it brings me, but I trust that He will get me through the pain, and life will be at the other end.
“The afflicted testify to the reality of a fallen world, which is not intended for our happiness or fulfilment but to drive us to the only one who can fulfill us – Jesus Christ, the Son of God and the coming King, Who will restore our natures to righteousness and the nature of this world to perfection.”
She daydreamed of wearing her lime green sweatshirt, her knee-length, blue jean cutoffs, and her knee-high white socks that she had worn all summer, but shorts were not allowed at school, and for wearing a pair of overalls, she had already been sent to the office. Perfectly practical pants precipitated an appeal—practically a punishment—to the parent, from the principal. Preposterous, she thought. However, last summer, with her blue-jean cutoffs, and white knee high socks, just the caps of her knees showed—a compromise with the heat, and she had been able to do anything her heart desired—comfortable and free to move. It had been almost perfect.