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  1. William, I think of most of your activities as living for Jesus. From some of your comments, you have an active imagination to supplement daily endeavors that some may be a bit envious of. This is not criticism, it is admiration. Interestingly a study recently concluded that all the parts of the body have a purpose, you have to be at least one of those members. God’s blessings in all that you do is my prayer.

  2. Excellent post William!

    As a person who has suffered with health issues and has also suffered from the consequences of bad choices, this post is helpful. Your ideas that meaning and purpose can help us get through life is beneficial.

    Just this morning I was thinking about how we have hope for the future and then I read Jeremiah 29:11;31:17. When I was thinking future, I was thinking about the days left to live here on earth. In Jeremiah 29, when God’s people were taken captive, God gave his people directions on how to live in Babylon and he wanted them to live and build houses and plant gardens and have families. Through those activities, the people had meaning and purpose in life.

    Without a vision, the people perish. Without a mission, marriages fail. Without goals, we have nothing to look forward to. Even in suffering, we can have goals and purpose.

    And the last sentence of your post really hit home and helped me remember that sharing in God’s suffering is somewhat of a privilege. Thank you William!

  3. How does Psalm 91 relate to our suffering?I thought we would be protected. Or do those verses apply only to David?

    • Hi Doris, not even David was protected from suffering, but was protected in his suffering. For example David says you will not fear the terror. That does not mean you will not ever be in a terrorist attack. Some Christians have been in such attacks but they had peace and were not terrorized.

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At a camp meeting 40 years later, I happened to see Dr. I. demonstrating some kind of health product, if I remember correctly. (In my mind, I see only the image of him, much older, but still looking much like he did when I was a student, with a friend by my side.) I lingered a little but did not introduce myself. I briefly wondered whether he recognized me. I’m fairly sure that I was as recognizable to him as he was to me.

Had he changed? Or did he still feel superior in his “humility”? Should I talk to him? I didn’t know how to approach him, and was busy with friends. I still don’t know whether I should have said something. (Maybe I’m just a coward.)

If God wants him to see my story, his and my identity are clear enough in this post, that God can direct him to it.