Making The Best Of It

8 Jul

Making The Best Of It…

There was a young artist whose strong desire to was to travel the world. But she couldn’t. She had to stay home and support her parents.

Instead of seeing the wonders of the world she could only look out from her basement studio at three stone steps leading up to the house next door.

So she painted a picture of what she saw: a stone wall, three rough stone steps, a dandelion, and three flowers which appeared to be growing out of the stone.

She called her painting, ‘Making the Best of It.” It ended up being reproduced and giving inspiration to many.

Maybe there are things you’ve wanted to do, places you wanted to go, dreams you wanted to fulfill, goals you wanted to achieve.. which, for one reason or another, never came about.

Your faith is not about where you are in life, but Whom you’re with. That’s all that matters. So stop looking at what is not, and rejoice in what is. Make the best of it, because with Him, the best is exactly what you have.

As the deer pants for streams of water, so my soul pants for you, O God. My soul thirsts for God, for the living God. When can I go and meet with God?

My tears have been my food day and night, while men say to me all day long, “Where is your God?”

These things I remember as I pour out my soul: how I used to go with the multitude, leading the procession to the house of God, with shouts of joy and thanksgiving among the festive throng. Why are you downcast, O my soul? Why so disturbed within me?

Put your hope in God, for I will yet praise him, my Savior and my God. My soul is downcast within me; therefore I will remember you from the land of the Jordan, the heights of Hermon–from Mount Mizar.

Deep calls to deep in the roar of your waterfalls; all your waves and breakers have swept over me. By day the LORD directs his love, at night his song is with me– a prayer to the God of my life. I say to God my Rock, “Why have you forgotten me? Why must I go about mourning, oppressed by the enemy?”

My bones suffer mortal agony as my foes taunt me, saying to me all day long, “Where is your God?” Why are you downcast, O my soul? Why so disturbed within me? Put your hope in God, for I will yet praise him, my Savior and my God. Psalm 42

Today, make it your aim not to dwell on anything you don’t have – but dwell on what you do, all the blessings of God, give thanks, and rejoice in them.

Walk daily with God at your side!

Love always,

Ed

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