Ever feel like the world is crashing down upon you?
The overwhelming weight has caused a lack of seeing God's promises.
You have done everything possible yet coming back to a stationary position.
When will this end?, as You murmured.
There is definitely time of joy, and time to lament.
But the so called venting has been over thrown with purely no feelings at all.
Numbness shadows in and your hope withers away;
like a flower when it is being hit by summer in a drought.
Is there a light in this darkness, as You murmured again.
You may be still journeying through it,
but no matter the duration you know it will not last long.
However (and this is a good but), during the whole ordeal we got company.
" For You are WITH me. "
He is our God through our valleys,
and even promised there is a harvest at the end of it,
the more comforting fact is that we are not alone,
He is right beside us every step of the way.
Even in a pitch black room with a small lighted candle at the very end,
you will be able to see it yet the distance.
your eye no longer focus on the darkness,
but the brightness of the candle.
The moment we focus on Jesus despite our short-comings and situations,
thinking where is He at amongst the storm,
the moment we look to the eyes of grace,
while feeling the roaring waves and thunders,
The situation does not change yet,
but we do.
" I will not fear. "
'Voice of Truth', Casting Crowns
Oh what I would do to have
The kind of faith it takes to climb out of this boat I'm in
Onto the crashing waves
To step out of my comfort zone
To the realm of the unknown where Jesus is
And He's holding out his hand
But the waves are calling out my name and they laugh at me
Reminding me of all the times I've tried before and failed
The waves they keep on telling me
Time and time again. 'Boy, you'll never win!'
"You'll never win"
But the voice of truth tells me a different story
And the voice of truth says "Do not be afraid!"
And the voice of truth says "This is for My glory"
Out of all the voices calling out to me
I will choose to listen and believe the voice of truth
Oh what I would do to have
The kind of strength it takes to stand before a giant
With just a Sling and a stone
Surrounded by the sound of a thousand warriors
Shaking in their armor
Wishing they'd have had the strength to stand
But the giant's calling out my name and he laughs at me
Reminding me of all the times I've tried before and failed
The giant keeps on telling me
Time and time again "boy, you'll never win!
"You'll never win"
But the stone was just the right size
To put the giant on the ground
And the waves they don't seem so high
From on top of them looking down
I will soar with the wings of eagles
When I stop and listen to the sound of Jesus
Singing over me
I will choose to listen and believe the voice of truth
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