Wednesday, April 25, 2012
Some words from Stu himself
Ran across these writings and sketches by Stu that struck a chord for me. I hope they do for you, too.
"Through the clamor
of this stormy life,
Oh, foolish, brutish strife......
From the thrash and
Beatings on this fife
Comes the mellowing and
Softening of my heart
Becoming I to my Lord Jesus
His Bride, His wife."
You are the deepest depth,
Of yourself abiding in my soul.
All my selfish Pride is as nothing and means nothing.
The meaning I find in me is You in Your pure holy meaning.
Nothing of pride itself can destroy or make of no effect
the relationship I have with Thee, Father."
These words of his comfort me.
If he wrote them at one time, he knows
these truths, even if they seem inaccessible to him
right now. God knows him. God is ministering to him,
even in his affliction. Stu is, and has always been,
IN GOOD HANDS.