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Around the World in 88 Years -E Book - Arthur Burt

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grace of God can do. When I th<strong>in</strong>k of my son Steven as he istoday, m<strong>in</strong>ister<strong>in</strong>g <strong>in</strong> song by my side <strong>in</strong> <strong>the</strong> meet<strong>in</strong>gs, I am gratefulto <strong>the</strong> Lord for his grace to my family.The highest, greatest and most wonderful bless<strong>in</strong>g <strong>in</strong> all <strong>the</strong> worldis <strong>the</strong> grace of God — <strong>the</strong> undeserved favor of God, freely andabundantly bestowed for Jesus’ sake. If God loves me because Iam lovely, it wouldn’t be grace. My good works can never deserve<strong>the</strong> love of God, and my bad works won’t h<strong>in</strong>der it. Untilpeople know what it is to stand <strong>in</strong> <strong>the</strong> grace of God <strong>in</strong>stead ofhid<strong>in</strong>g <strong>in</strong> disgrace, <strong>the</strong>y don’t fully understand what <strong>the</strong> Gospel ofJesus Christ is.When God said “Go,” I said “No.”It was dreadful to me when God told me to leave <strong>the</strong> m<strong>in</strong>istry Ihad <strong>in</strong> Paddock Wood because I didn’t want to leave. God spokeone Word: “GO.” When God said “Go,” I said “No.”When we say “no” to God, we say it very politely: “Oh, I don’tbelieve <strong>the</strong> Lord has called me to that.” “I don’t have any lead<strong>in</strong>gfor this.” Somehow we wriggle out. This is what I did, but God isan excellent arranger. When Peter pompously declares that hewill never deny <strong>the</strong> Lord, <strong>the</strong> Lord arranges <strong>the</strong> stage, <strong>the</strong> actors,<strong>the</strong> little maid, <strong>the</strong> cold night, <strong>the</strong> fire, and everyth<strong>in</strong>g. God did<strong>the</strong> same <strong>in</strong> my life when He arranged certa<strong>in</strong> events.A woman came down from London and she saw my garden.When I had moved <strong>in</strong>to my house, I had <strong>in</strong>herited a nice gardenwith a lot of lovely roses, and this woman loved it.“Oh,” she remarked. “I do love your garden. I do wish I couldhave one like yours. I bought a house over <strong>the</strong> bridge. Do youth<strong>in</strong>k you could make my garden like yours?”“I’m will<strong>in</strong>g to try,” I answered.She agreed to pay me five shill<strong>in</strong>gs an hour when she returnedfrom London, and I began. It was rough work. I cleared it, cleanedit, and carried huge rocks to <strong>the</strong> top of <strong>the</strong> garden to make a rockcollection. Weeks later she returned and viewed what I had done.“I don’t like it,” she compla<strong>in</strong>ed. “I hate rockeries!”136

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