We may smile at the boy thinking, “If only he knows what is inside the box,” but aren’t we all like that? Too often, I wished for my ways, my timing, I threw tantrums and wondered why God have forsaken me and of course, remain disappointed till I get what I want.
Oh if only we could cultivate a heart of hope assured that His blessings are surely to happen though all we could see is a “boxed cardboard.” May we be assured that the Lord who did not spare His own Son but gave Him up for us has our best intention in His heart and will graciously give when we ask Him.
He who did not spare his own Son, but gave him up for us all--how will he not also, along with him, graciously give us all things?
- Irene Soon