We may desire to bring to the Lord a perfect work. We would like to point, when our work is done, to the beautiful ripened grain, and bound-up sheaves, and yet the Lord frustrates our plans, shatters our purposes, lets us see the wreck of all our hopes, breaks the beautiful structure we thought we were building and catches us up in his arms and whispers to us, “It’s not your work I wanted, but you.”
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Beloved, let us love one another; for love is of God, and he who loves is born of God and knows God.
1 John 4:7
The Revised Standard Version
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