...At the very moment that I heard His words, I felt revelation smack me right upside the head about my own heart, my own journey. Not the kind of smacking that leaves a bruise, but more like a giant face palm, “a-ha” moment where things clicked in a way so much bigger than the pretty trees and hills in my rearview mirror.
To find light within the darkest nights
and joy within the sorrow
and peace within the raging storms
and hope for the tomorrow
I will not stop, I won't relent
At least--not without a fight
And when I wake, if nothing's changed
I'll dream it again tonight
There are key moments in scripture that God is at work when He is silent: "When He created you, He was silent. When He redeemed you, He was silent." What I'm learning is that just because I'm not hearing Him in a way that aligns with my expectations, it doesn't mean He's not speaking. Even still, it is really hard for me to be at rest when questions go seemingly unanswered.
...It felt like witnessing a painter who had a heap of trouble staying on the canvas; edge to edge there was a story. Still over and over in my mind, I pondered why He went to all this trouble...
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