I didn't used to believe so, but the older I get the more I find myself looking back at all the times that God has intervened and directed the course of my life.
When I was six, my mom, my dad, and I lived in a trailer that destroyed the trailer in which we lived. Dad was thrown across the street and landed on his feet. Mom and I were thrown out in the backyard and a piece of tin landed on us, forming a barrier against all the debris flying around. The only injuries we had were a cut on my knee and a cut on mom's forehead.
Then there was the time I was sitting in front of a window with a thunder storm coming up. I got up for some reason or other and just a few seconds later a lightning bolt came through the window, right where I was sitting, and struck the TV.
The point is that God is in control and everything and works all things to his purpose.
If he hadn't protected me then, I wouldn't be here now writing this to praise and glorify him. And I certainly wouldn't be here come Sunday morning to teach Sunday School.
Just as God directed Jonah to Nineveh, he also directs the course of our lives.
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