One church called a new pastor who was nor familiar with the traditions of the community. After the first “pot luck” dinner where the members pooled together their favorite casseroles, puddings and pies, he took his stand staunchly opposed all forms of gambling. He began to rail from the pulpit against the very idea of a pot “luck” anything. The deacons and the women of the church got together and came up with an idea. “How about pot providence dinners?” This seemed to calm the theological storm so that everyone could once again enjoy the cooking.
Forrest Gump, in the
classic movie, contemplated the question that faces us all. Is life the result
of random chance, like a feather balanced on the breeze, or does destiny direct
our path?
At the same time, some of the greatest men in American history
have recognized the power of a providential presence. Benjamin Franklin opened
his famous autobiography by saying, “I desire with all humility to acknowledge
that I owe the mentioned happiness of my past life to His kind providence.” George Washington repeatedly referred to “providence”
as a guiding force throughout his life.
In 1862, during the Civil War, Lincoln stated, “If after endeavoring to
do my best in the light which He affords me, I find my efforts fail, I must
believe that for some purpose unknown to me, He wills it otherwise. … and
though with our limited understandings we may not be able to comprehend it, yet
we cannot but believe, that He who made the world still governs it.”
Isaiah declares, “And
the Lord will continually guide you, and satisfy your desire in scorched
places, and give strength to your bones; and you will be like a watered garden,
and like a spring of water whose waters do not fail.” (Isaiah 58:11)
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