Doesn’t God’s Word come to us like a soft rain shower, dispelling the fury of the flames? Isn’t it like fireproof armor, against which heat is powerless? Then let afflictions come, for God has chosen me. Poverty, you may walk through my door, but God is already in my house, and He has chosen me. Sickness, you my intrude into my life, but I have a ready cure—God has chosen me. Dear Christian, don’t be afraid, for Jesus is with you. Through all your fiery trials, His presence is both your comfort and safety. He’ll never forsake those He has chosen for His own.
Charles H. Spurgeon
But he, being full of compassion, forgave their iniquity, and destroyed them not: yea, many a time turned he his anger away, and did not stir up all his wrath.
Psalm 78:38
The King James Version
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