China and Iran : Verbs becoming Nouns?
(Rework A)
God is in Each of your Tomorrows.
‘I was born in a country that no longer exists.’ When I tell people that, they give me strange looks, as if I was maybe born in Saturn or Narnia.
But I assure them that my place of birth is not the stuff of futuristic scapes or fantasy. After they make a poor guess or two I put their confusion to rest by way of clarifying, I was born in the Federal Republic of Germany or West Germany for short.’
The Federal Republic of Germany came into existence because of a string of empires that rose and fell before it: the Kingdom of Prussia (1701–1871), then the German Empire (1871–1917), then the Weimar Republic (1918–33), then the German Reich (1931–45).
After the Second W. War, the country was partitioned into West and East Germany (1945–90), by the victorious Allies and then, after the Berlin Wall came down, the country was again unified as a new nation.
Of course if you are from the continent of Africa, something like that could play as well. Or from a nation in the shifting sands of the Middle East. The above illustrates well the morphing nature of the world around us and humankind's role.
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(THE) USE OF BROKEN THINGS
It takes broken soil to produce a crop, broken clouds to give rain, broken grain to give bread, broken bread to give strength. It is the broken alabaster box that gives forth perfume … it is Peter, weeping bitterly, who returns to greater power than ever. Vance Havner
Many years ago, there was found in an African mine the most magnificent diamond in the world’s history. It was presented to the king of England to blaze in his crown or state. The king sent it to Amsterdam to be cut. It was put into the hands of an expert lapidary. And what do you suppose he did with it? He took the gem of priceless value, and cut a notch in it. Then he struck a hard blow with his instrument and lo! the superb jewel lay in his hand cleft in two. Did he do this out of recklessness, wastefulness, and criminal carelessness? Indeed not! For days and weeks that blow had been studied and planned. Drawings and models had been made of the gem. Its quality, its defects, its lines of cleavage had all been studied with minutest care. The man to whom it was committed was one of the most skillful lapidaries in the world.
It was the climax of the lapidary’s skill. When he struck that blow, he did the one thing which would bring that gem to its most perfect shapeliness, radiance, and jeweled splendor. That blow which seemed to ruin the superb precious stone was, in fact, its perfect redemption. From those two halves were wrought two magnificent gems which the skilled eye of the lapidary saw hidden in the rough, uncut stone as it came from the mine.
Sometimes, God lets a stinging blow fall upon your life. The blood
spurts; the nerves wince. The soul cries out in agony. The blow seems to you an
appalling mistake.
But it is not, for you are the most priceless jewel in the world to God. And He is the most skilled lapidary in the universe.
Let us beware of questioning the methods and approaches of almighty God. We lie in His hands, and He knows just how to deal with us.
James S. Hewett, ed., Illustrations Unlimited:
China and Iran : Verbs becoming Nouns? (Rework A) It's been said that China may be an unofficially Christian nation in the next 30 ...