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Goodness

People often say that God is good when things are going "their" way. Made an A on a test? God is good. A family member get a new job? God is good. A person healed of cancer or any other disease? God is good. You have lots of friends who love and support you? God is good. Now don't get me wrong, I'm not downplaying God in those situations. God is good! All of those things are great, and it's wonderful and necessary to recognize God in those situations and give Him glory. But what about when you bomb a test? What about when you get fired from a job? What about when a friend or family member isn't healed from a physical or mental disease? What about when you feel alone and isolated in the world?

God is STILL good. 

Let me repeat: God is still good. 

As a Christian, our purpose is to glorify God with our lives by loving God and loving people--no matter what. We have a very limited view of God's big picture plan. Unlike humanity, He is sovereign over everything. Therefore, things that seem to be spiraling out of control from our perspective don't surprise God in the least. He is GOOD, even when we don't understand what is going on in our lives. 

I pray that in every situation, you can claim that God is good. Even when life is chaotic and you're going through a major storm, I hope you are be able to proclaim His goodness and faithfulness in the midst of the heartache, the pain, or the hurting to everyone you encounter. He will never leave you nor forsake you, dear brothers and sisters in Christ!!  

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