My frame was not hidden from you, when I was being made in secret, intricately woven in the depths of the earth. Your eyes saw my unformed substance; in your book were written, every one of them, the days that were formed for me, when as yet there were none of them.
In the very beginning of this letter, we see that Jude has had to adjust his plans. Maybe you know what this is like...
The Letters of John
Maybe some of you will recognize this sentiment from a world-renown British band...
In a recent post at The Gospel Coalition website, Canadien author Jen Pollock Michel, reflected: “Are we following God?”