Illness
Hebrews 12:11 New English Translation
11 Now all discipline seems painful at the time, not joyful. But later it produces the fruit of peace and righteousness for those trained by it.
Illness
The discipline of God is never meant to punish
It is just there to form us the way we ought to be
It is purely based on Love from God the Father
He is simply preparing for us to be truly free
The Eternal thought of God is for us to be in health
Not to grieve and sorrow but to be filled with peace
That is really waiting as we persevere in patience
In the temporal’s trials and trust the Lord is near
Jan Wienen
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