My heart cries out in anxious, bitter tears,
Sorrow known to none but God alone.
There, unashamed, I pour my soul
Out upon the ground to Him
Who sees, and knows, and cares.
Await His answer….
Silence greets me.
Give unto the LORD, O ye mighty,
give unto the LORD glory and strength.
Give unto the LORD the glory due unto His name;
worship the LORD in the beauty of holiness.
The voice of the LORD is upon the waters:
the God of glory thundereth:
the LORD is upon many waters.
The voice of the LORD is powerful;
the voice of the LORD is full of majesty.
The voice of the LORD breaketh the cedars;
yea, the LORD breaketh the cedars of Lebanon.
He maketh them also to skip like a calf;
Lebanon and Sirion like a young unicorn.
The voice of the LORD divideth the flames of fire.
The voice of the LORD shaketh the wilderness;
the LORD shaketh the wilderness of Kadesh.
The voice of the LORD maketh the hinds to calve,
and discovereth the forests:
and in His temple doth everyone speak of His glory.
The LORD sitteth upon the flood;
yea, the LORD sitteth King forever.
The LORD will give strength unto His people;
the LORD will bless His people with peace.
Here in Florida we get a lot of thunderstorms. In fact, I heard the rumble of thunder every day last week, even though I did not necessarily always see the rain. And I hear the distant rumble of thunder even now as I write this.
O Lord, I want to love You more,
Keep Your law,
Stand in awe.
The sin I love, make me abhor;
Cleanse my heart,
Your promises bring into view;
Help me see
You love me
Until my vision’s filled with You.
Dear Lord, I know I’m only clay,
And You the skillful Potter are.
Please mold anew—
I asked You to save me just six months ago.
My life was a shambles—I’d nowhere to go.
You then took me under Your sheltering wing
And gave to my poor heart a new song to sing.
When the Lord calls your name,
Will you hear His sweet voice?
Will your heart lift His flame,
Will you sing and rejoice? Continue reading
Some days I feel on top of things and everyone’s content,
But then come days just like today—composure’s quickly spent.