How dare I say that something is impossible?
I discovered the gross error of my ways the other day when I was lamenting ever seeing my British friends again. “Why, it’s impossible that I shall see them again,” I said to myself. Almost immediately, I realized that that’s not what God claims, and by believing such a thing I have been, in effect, limiting God.
Granted, that is but a small matter, especially compared to things like world peace and curing cancer. But my mind sometimes works better on a small scale. Funny, I wonder if that’s why I sometimes pray small.
What seems impossible in your life?
And how would your life be different if it were really possible?
