Friday, July 16, 2010 1:54pm
You have led me to the sadness
I have carried this pain
on a back bruised, nearly broken
I'm crying out to You
I will sing of Your mercy
that leads me through valleys of sorrow
to rivers of joy
When death, like a gypsy
comes to steal what I love
I will still look to the heavens
I will still seek your face
but I fear You aren't listening
because there are no words
just the stillness
and the hunger
for a faith that assures
I will sing of Your mercy
that leads me through valleys of sorrow
to rivers of joy
alleluia, alleluia
alleluia, alleluia
while we wait for rescue
with our eyes tightly shut
face to the ground using our hands
to cover the fatal cut
though the pain is an ocean
tossing us around, around, around
You have calmed greater waters
higher mountains have come down
[all of the above: jars of clay....the valley song]
You have led me to the sadness
I have carried this pain
on a back bruised, nearly broken
I'm crying out to You
I will sing of Your mercy
that leads me through valleys of sorrow
to rivers of joy
When death, like a gypsy
comes to steal what I love
I will still look to the heavens
I will still seek your face
but I fear You aren't listening
because there are no words
just the stillness
and the hunger
for a faith that assures
I will sing of Your mercy
that leads me through valleys of sorrow
to rivers of joy
alleluia, alleluia
alleluia, alleluia
while we wait for rescue
with our eyes tightly shut
face to the ground using our hands
to cover the fatal cut
though the pain is an ocean
tossing us around, around, around
You have calmed greater waters
higher mountains have come down
[all of the above: jars of clay....the valley song]
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During this afternoon...I’ve realized this in part.
It is only because of God’s amazing, wonderful, steadily-there Grace...
That we don’t become a horrible animal of a human, ready to slash everyone to pieces and swear off the sun after healing from a wound. A loss. A tragedy. A great pain. Affliction.
It’s only because of His grace.
And oh, how thankful I am for Him.
How grateful I am for His gift.
It’s amazing.
We would shrivel up like a scab over a wound if not for His grace.
Because of His grace, we can, someday, look upon hard times and extreme pain as a life lesson of sorts..
We will one day be able to look back and see a beautiful scar.
A beautiful wound that hurt worse than anything . . . being the cause of us shoved over a cliff into His arms. Depending on only Him for staying alive.
Because if pain killed, we’d all be dead.
We can’t change on our own; we can’t clutch the broken, shattered, ugly pieces of our life and hurts to ourselves. We can’t keep them. We have to begin with giving Him something. Something. Otherwise, we’ll choke on it one day.
And many of us have reached that ‘one day’ several times...
I wonder how long and how many times it will take for some of us to get a hint?
To get a clue that the mystery is not what matters, but how much we need to depend on Him?
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That song is absolutely beautiful. It is so hard to trust God when we are experiencing the valley but we must remember that wherever we walk, God walks with us. Have you ever heard the song Valley of Vision? It's by Sovereign Grace music and it is excellent as well.
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ReplyDeleteoh how i love to see a Bible all marked up and highlighted! a lived-in Bible is so special. what a beautiful song--thank you for sharing it! the part "though pain is an ocean" reminded me of that verse in "how he loves us" that says "if His grace is an ocean, we're all sinking." such a beautiful thought! have a blessed day--so, so glad to find your blog.
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