You’ve never let me forget this.
And even now, you make me exclaim,
“Where shall I go from your Spirit? Or where shall I flee from your presence?
If I ascend to heaven, you are there! If I make my bed in Sheol, you are there!
If I take the wings of the morning and dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea,
even there your hand shall lead me, and your right hand shall hold me.”
Here are some notes in a song that spoke truth and comfort to me recently:
On the nights when the dark last a little bit longer
When the wind and the storm is a little bit stronger
When the fear in my heart dips a little bit deeper
When my faith to stand gets a little bit weaker
Where could I run to?
Where could I go?
Even when it feels like my world is shaken
Even when I’ve had all that I can take
You never let me go…
When the days up ahead look a little bit brighter
But the grip of the past holds a little bit tighter
I’m reminded Your grace never asks for perfection
Oh I’m restored ’cause I’m Yours and I stand forgiven…
And even in the middle of a struggle
And even when it’s hard to remember
You alone are my defense when
I’m standing on Your promises
Some days, joy feels as elusive as it did when I first started.
Some days, I feel like a walk in uncertainty, listening, watching, waiting for the other shoe to drop.
Though that ‘shoe’ is almost sure to drop…
I know that Your good is even surer.
But Father, make me not only to know.
Let me live this truth, in the goodness of Your will, according to Your purposes.
And as I see Your hand at work, let me know more of Your heart.