The smile of hope cannot be erased by circumstances |
Once lived a very influential man in the
East whose generosity, integrity and pursuit of purity made God to brag about
him. Then tragedy struck. The man lost his thousands and hundreds of sheep,
donkeys, camels, oxen, and his seven children through natural disasters. He was
also struck by repugnant blisters that made every part of his body to ooze pus.
The man's three best friends came
ostensibly to console him but taunted him instead; attributing his suffering to
"secret sins". Day and night they harassed him to repent. His wife
stopped believing in the light at the end of the long dark tunnel and advised her
suffering hubby to curse God and die.
But this man had an ever-flowing fountain
of hope in his big heart through which he bubbled: "Thou God slay me yet
will I trust Him." It was the voice of defiance reminding affliction that
being down is not being out. It was the voice of optimism that should keep
resounding in the minds of those who want to make it in life.
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