Thank You for my thorn.

October 18, 2013

We’ve been going through Nancy Leigh DeMoss’s book, Choosing Gratitude, in our new mom’s group at church.  The last chapter we read, “But Not without Sacrifice,” was especially bittersweet for me:

Scottish preacher George Matheson (1842-1906) began losing his eyesight in late adolescence for no apparent reason.  By age twenty he was totally blind, as a result of which his fiancee broke off their engagement.  He struggled for many long months with a broken heart, wrestling with unanswered questions.  The whole experience drove him nearly to despair and he was tempted to quit the ministry altogether.  Yet ultimately he came to the place where he could say, “My God, I have never thanked You for my thorn!  I have thanked You a thousand times for my roses, but never once for my thorn.  Teach me the glory of the cross I bear; teach me the value of my thorns.” (p. 128)

Thank Him for my thorns?  Painful, bitter things!

But valuable — immeasurably so — when touched by His redeeming hands.

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