Monday, 22 August 2016

21.8.2016

A strange, long day.

I have never been a sort-of confidant to a dying person before, and I hope that today wasn't my first time being one. As in, I hope that we are all mistaken about her death.

I pray that I ultimately led the person to put her faith and hope in God again, because really, there is nothing and nobody else that can (and should) be worthy of one's utmost surrender.

Lord, put us to shame. You can do exceedingly and abundantly more than we can ever ask or imagine.

While I was contemplating on the hopelessness of the situation (in human terms) and my utter inability to make things better, this verse came to me:

"15 For we are a fragrance of Christ to God among those who are being saved and among those who are perishing; 16 to the one an aroma from death to death, to the other an aroma from life to life. And who is adequate for these things? 17 For we are not like many, peddling the word of God, but as from sincerity, but as from God, we speak in Christ in the sight of God." (2 Corinthians 2:15-17)

Then let me be Your fragrance to her, Lord. An aroma from life to life. This is my humble plea.

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