It was mid evening and my mood was broody.
“when I am the wasteland
you are the water”
That day I returned home feeling like I had run the equivalent of a marathon with students, with little to show for it.
“when I am the winter
you are the fire that burns”
I had also chosen to do something I hadn’t really wanted to do, but felt I ‘should’.
“when I am a long night
you are the sunrise”
Then there was the surprisingly snappish response of one of our three to something I had said.
“when I am a desert
you are the river that turns
to find me”
The shoulders sag.
“Hallelujah (God be praised)
Hallelujah (God be praised)
Hallelujah (God be praised)
Hallelujah (God be praised)”
All days are not like this one … I so wish that all days would be like this broody, shoulder-sagging day. Throughout the day, a song from the drive to work, that morning, kept playing in my mind and heart. Despite the circumstances of the day, my soul kept singing,
“What have I done to deserve love like this?
I cannot earn what You so freely give
What have I done to deserve love like this?”
The words pierced the pursuit of darkness all around me, slashing the shadowy corners, levelling a fatal blow to all that could discourage me, that could steal the joy in my heart.
“Your voice like a whisper
Breaking the silence
You say there’s a treasure
You’ll look ’til You find it
You search
To find me”
Throughout this broody day God whispered into my ears that contentment does not come from outer circumstances, but from Him alone.
“What marvelous love
the Father has extended to us!
Just look at it—
we’re called children of God!
That’s who we really are.”
1 John 3:1
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