Identifies God's closeness despite the disappointments and challenges of life, in a volume that recounts the author's own experiences with unfulfilled dreams.
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|Title of eBook: The Shadow of His Hand|
|Release Date: 12-29-2010|
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|Publisher: The Doubleday Religious Publishing Group|
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The Shadow of His Hand
Chapter OnePART ONE
When Life Interrupts
We all harbor images of an ideal and obtainable lifestyles. But eventually something intrudes and a painful gap yawns between our desires and reality. We experience losses of all kinds and the disappointment sinks deep.
As Christians we're not immune from the feelings and misunderstandings that emerge when life interrupts. We live in a fallen world, and though we search for a time when "everything works out," reality insists that life is flawed and fragile. So are we. Yet if we belong to God, we also possess a dependable hope.
An Unexpected Truth
Unless you expect the unexpected,
you will never find [truth],
For it is hard to discover and hard to attain.
I sat at the desk with my palms propping up my forehead so it wouldn't lunge forward and bang on the unforgiving metal. That would call an ever-loyal assistant to my side of the office divider, and I didn't want to explain that she worked for a burnout, though I suspect she already knew it and politely obliged me. I felt beyond fired. Trying to focus on the financial report inches from my face, I imagined my eyeballs falling out, cartoonlike, attached by an invisible string and resting on the printout, perhaps to help me focus.
How much have we spent on telephone expenses? I squinted at the figures again, imploring my eyeballs to wake up. Well, at least my ears still worked. They alerted me to a rustling in the room, and I jerked up my head, with eyeballs snapping back and f...