"There is a river whose streams shall make glad the city of God." --Psalm 46:4

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Serving God with His people at Faith OPC has been a great joy and blessing. When I grow up, I want to umpire Little League Baseball. I will revel on that day when I can say to a 10-year-old boy after four pitched balls, "Take a walk in the sunshine." My wife of 30+ years, Peggy, consistently demonstrates the love of Christ and remains my very best friend. Our six children, our four lovely, sweetie-pie daughters-in-law, and our four grandchildren serve as resident theologians.

Tuesday, December 21, 2010

Still He

God remains steadfast, and we give Him our whole trust

Still He blesses those on whom He sets His love in a way that humbles them, so that all the glory may be His alone. Still He hates the sins of His people, and uses all kinds of inward and outward pains and griefs to wean their hearts from compromise and disobedience. Still He seeks the fellowship of His people, and sends them both sorrows and joys in order to detach their love from other things and attach it to Himself. Still He teaches the believer to value His promised gifts by making him wait for them, and compelling him to pray persistently for them, before He bestows them. So we read of Him dealing with His people in the Scripture record, and so He deals with them still. His aims and principles of action remain consistent; He does not at any time act out of character. Man’s ways, we know, are pathetically inconsistent—but not God’s.”

I am praying that a dear friend of mine, Steve, who has had leukemia return to his body over the past 45-50 days now, will set his hope and confidence in the One who remains constant, reliable, predictable and faithful. Steve is a disciple of Jesus Christ. He’s a young man of 22 years. He needs the healing hand of His Savior.

“[Our Gracious God—Father, Son and Holy Spirit] does not at any time act out of character. Man’s ways, we know, are pathetically inconsistent—but not God’s.”

Quote above from J.I. Packer, Knowing God, p. 71.

G. Mark Sumpter



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