October 3, 2018
My brethren, count it all joy when you fall into diverse temptations. James 1:2
Sometimes we have to admit it’s hard to “count it all joy.” Trouble comes. Opposition comes. Adversity comes. Sometimes we complain. Rather than being humbly grateful, we become grumbly hateful.
Oh, how I wish that, beginning today, we would emulate the faith of the saints who’ve gone before us—saints like Fannie Crosby, the great hymn writer.
For most of her life, Fannie Crosby was blind, and yet, at the tender age of eight, Fannie wrote:
“Oh! What a happy soul am I, although I cannot see, I am resolved that, in this world, contented I will be. How many blessings I enjoy, that other people don’t. To weep and sigh because I’m blind, I cannot and I won’t.” You know what? She didn’t. She took her blessings and let God enrich and enliven her life. She lived to age 95 and wrote these words, “Blessed Assurance, Jesus is mine. Oh, what a foretaste of glory divine.” In the tests of life, I give Fannie Crosby an A+. Wouldn't you?
How can you apply this truth to your life today? How can you share this truth with someone else?