Psalm 42:5-9 TLB
My soul is cast down within me . . .
Deep calls to deep at all your breakers and your waves,
the roar of your waterfalls have gone over me.
The commands his steadfast love,
and at night his song is with me,
a prayer to the God of my life.
I say to God, my rock: “Why have you forgotten me . . . ?
"They were at their wit's end.
Then they cried out to the LORD in their trouble,
and he brought them out of their distress."
"Wits End Corner"
By Antoinette Wilson
When Ellie Kate was born the song, "I will Praise You in this Storm," came out. I remember my Precepts teacher playing it in class, singing it over me and physically holding me close. With all of my heart and soul, I believed our "Storm" would soon pass. I was realistic, of course. My Daughter had a terminal genetic disorder but, I was sure the Storm wouldn't last forever. And yet, here we are, still in what feels like the very middle of the storm, not anywhere close to the end; not anywhere close to the shore, to calm waters, to the day when the heaviness is all-together lifted.
I don't understand why the "Storm" still lingers. In my weakness, when my heart is weary, as it has been these last weeks, I find myself wondering if it truly will ever come to an end. YES, God provides. YES, He is still God and He provides and holds us; yet, the Storm continues to rage and it's so easy to get lost in the sorrow, heartbreak and unknown of what that is. I know I am not alone in feeling this way. I cling to this knowledge: God too has tasted such Storms, in the human form of His Son, Jesus. Even Jesus asked His Father to "take this Cup from me . . . " knowing the brutal beatings, crucifixion and earthly death would be too much for Him to bear.
- Until He brings us out of our distress and heartache, He has promised to be with us and to never forsake us. The GOD of Creation, who knows the number of hairs on your head, has promised not to let you walk this heavy road alone. To me, what's even better than that, is the promise God will draw us closer to Him through the deep waters, no matter how long they last.
- It is THERE, in the deepest of deep, in the hardest of hard, when there seems no end to heartache and distress, where GOD draws us ever-so-close to HIM. It doesn't happen when everything's going right or when you don't have reason to depend upon God. It doesn't happen when you are in "control" of your schedule, finances, and plans. It happens when you walk through the DEEP, when you cry out to God for His intervention.
Even if the Storm doesn't stop, even if the Storm doesn't seem to ease up immediately, or gets worse . . . we CAN trust Him. I am learning to CHOOSE to trust and CHOOSE to believe, even when it feels impossible. In these times, may we ask Our God, "I believe, help my unbelief," Mark 9:24.
May our storms and lives bless you, even if we don't understand!