Meant for Good

And so we wait and watch the little boy’s lanky body grow and see him own his first pair of shoes at about age of eight. The records were not kept very well during that time and nobody knew exactly what his real birthday was, so he had one pulled out of a hat so to speak and assigned to him.  

Like any other boy his age, he dreamt big impossible dreams – building a brick-and-mortar house with at least two rooms, for example. Or even more preposterous, driving his very own car!

And we must let the little boy vow under the empty heaven that if he ever had children, he would never, never EVER allow them to see their heavenly ham disappear on the day before Christmas.  

And there would be no church and no religion, no God and no heaven, just a vast empty sky. And all the love and all the sacrifice and all the protection and provision must be given… must come from a father’s ordinary, merely human heart.  

And  he would never EVER allow his little boy or his little girl, if he had a girl, go without... go hungry for love.

And with that my Dad tumbled headlong and heartlong into the loving heavenly trap without even knowing.

Don’t be afraid. Do I act for God? Don’t you see, you planned evil against me but God used those same plans for my good, as you see all around you right now. Genesis 50:20