Few and Evil?

"And Jacob said to Pharaoh, the days of the years of my pilgrimage are one hundred and thirty years; few and evil have been the days of the years of my life...." Genesis 47:9

My life began in Prescott with such a whirlwind of activity. I got saved, I left school, I got married, and I got sent out in a little over three years. I was saved in December of 1973, married in April of 1974, and sent out in June of 1977. My life began with such hope and promise.

As I look back across the pages of my life I feel like Jacob; few and evil seem to describe the years I have been following Christ. After years of trying to be a pastor I finally gave up and wen home to Prescott. I was involved and useful during that time. I had a few failures during that time. I went through the empty nest and the marriage of both of my children. And then my wife died and that changed everything.

I have endure ministry failure, financial collapse, and death. My most recent change was uprooting myself from my home and relocating to this strange place where I now live.

I know that God saves the best for last. I had fainted, had I not believed to see the goodness of God in the land of the living.

Jacob's life was not all doom and gloom. Neither is my life all doom and gloom.