When I consider that my present pain
seems to be a culmination,
having risen gradually to its current din
I cannot help but wonder...
At how many points along the way
might help have come,
or had it even arrived already,
and I failed to avail myself of it?
We Christians know that God loves us. So much so, that ninety percent of us take God's love for granted. Face it, Christian, you take God's love for granted. You've heard so many times that God loves you, no matter what you do, that His love for you is firmly stuck into your consciousness.
So here's how it went with me:
Got married one day, thinking, "Hey, this is grrrrreeeaaat! I'll never be alone again."
Right.
I have it on supposedly good authority from some of my friends who are tuned into what might be called the "ultra-conservative special knowledge" camp that, even if you hold the title deed to a piece of real property, you don't really own it -the U.S.
The following question was raised by someone on a Christian BB forum. My own answer follows...
The Bible says, without qualification: