She was 98 years old...
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She was 98 years old. She was blind. She could hardly walk; her body was crippled with arthritis. She had lost her husband years ago to cancer. When I would visit with her, I would say to her, "How are you today, Margaret?" She would always reply, "I have no complaints." "Are you sure?" I would ask. "I got a roof over my head; I eat three meals a day; I have people who love me, and I know the Lord Jesus. Believe me, Pastor," she would say, "I have no complaints!"
I know people who have more than Margaret, and they complain. What makes Margaret different? She knew that "the steadfast love of the Lord never ceases" that God's mercies "are new every morning"; and that God "does not willingly afflict or grieve anyone." She had put her hope in God, and she knew that God would not disappoint her. Because of God, she had no complaints.
-- Frank
I know people who have more than Margaret, and they complain. What makes Margaret different? She knew that "the steadfast love of the Lord never ceases" that God's mercies "are new every morning"; and that God "does not willingly afflict or grieve anyone." She had put her hope in God, and she knew that God would not disappoint her. Because of God, she had no complaints.
-- Frank
