Monday, June 25, 2012

Praise You in the Storm

     Have you ever felt physically drained? Emotionally drained? Spiritually drained? Have you ever just fallen to your knees in fervent prayer, asking God, "Why?" Have you ever felt such pain in your soul that it shakes you to your very core and strips you down to almost nothing? Have you ever turned to God with tears staining your face, with a tremble in your voice, and a quiver in your hands?
     If so, you might have an idea of what it means to fully rely on God in the hard times. In the difficult times. In the trying times. Trusting in God's promises when things are going smoothly is easy; it's when the storms come that it becomes seemingly impossible.

     I've been learning this lesson a lot, lately.

     The song, Praise You in the Storm by Casting Crowns has been touching my heart recently; especially the first verse. 
"I was sure by now, God, You would have reached down and wiped our tears away; stepped in and saved the day. But once again, I say amen, and it’s still raining. But as the thunder rolls, I barely hear You whisper through the rain, “I’m with you...” And as Your mercy falls, I’ll raise my hands, and praise the God who gives, and takes away."
   
     Trusting and praising God when going through pain and suffering is so incredibly difficult, but so incredibly worth it. You see, while we cry out to Him, wondering where He is, He's dancing over us while we are unaware. While we think we sit alone in our suffering, He's right there with us; holding and comforting us. While we believe that God is hiding His face from us, He's whispering in our ear, "Do you trust me, my child?"
     Do we? Do we trust Him enough to know that He will never leave or forsake us in our suffering? "I lift my eyes unto the hills; where does my help come from? My help comes from the LORD, the maker of heaven and earth." (Psalm 121:1-2) Every tear we've ever cried, He holds in His hand. He's got such a passionate and fervent love for us. Don’t even believe for one second that He doesn’t. Reach out, cry out to your Maker. He wants to hold you and dry all your tears.
Be blessed, my loves. xoxoxo

-Marisa