a record of hate far more than love...

"It isn't. when you come to think of it a quite respectable trade, the detection of the innocent, for aren't lovers nearly always innocent? They have committed no crime, they are certain in their own minds that they have done no wrong, 'as long as no one but myself is hurt', the old tag is ready on their lips, and love, of course, excuses everything -- so they believe and so I used to believe in the days when I loved." Maurice Bendrix,The End of the Affair (Graham Greene)

This is a record of hate far more than love.

Many think like Maurice in that for them, a story has no beginning or end: arbitrarily one chooses that moment of experience from which to look back or from which, to look ahead.

There are some, no perhaps there are few, who, like Moabite Ruth and Rahab of Jericho, believe that the best is yet to come. That the ending to their stories will exceed far more abundantly above all that they ever asked or hoped for. Or even imagined.

I am a believer in Ruth's story. It encourages me to expect brighter days because the truth is this:
God causes everything to work together for the good of those who love him and are called according to his purpose for them.

Can anything ever separate us from Christ's love? Does it mean he no longer loves us if we have trouble or calamity, or are persecuted, or hungry, or destitute, or in danger, or threatened with death? (As the Scriptures say, "For your sake we are killed every day; we are being slaughtered like sheep.") No,despite all these things, overwhelming victory is ours through Christ, who loved us. And I am convinced that nothing can ever separate us from God's love. Neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons,neither our fears for today nor our worries about tomorrow—not even the powers of hell can separate us from God's love. No power in the sky above or in the earth below—indeed, nothing in all creation will ever be able to separate us from the love of God that is revealed in Christ Jesus our Lord.- Paul

Nothing. No not even a sad ending to what once looked like a promising affair. Almost.

"I'm here to re-write this tragedy
One line at a time
Hold on, I'm changing all the scenery
It's okay we'll be fine
Cause we know how this ends
We know there's a better story:
Of true love
Of true grace
There's the hope of glory
And our first chance to be truly brave
It's the place we're going
When we can't stay where we are..." Sara Groves

And so my story is a record of love far more than hate.

For the Lord God is a Sun and Shield; the Lord bestows [present] grace and favor and [future] glory (honor, splendor, and heavenly bliss)! No good thing will He withhold from those who walk uprightly.O Lord of hosts, blessed (happy, fortunate, to be envied) is the man who trusts in You [leaning and believing on You, committing all and confidently looking to You, and that without fear or misgiving]! Psalm 84:11-12


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