Tuesday, October 19, 2010

Crap Storm

Life at present is a swirling turbulent storm of poo. It is as difficult as can be, the trials squeezing me into a pulp. I am in a corner, trapped, but the Lord is still sovereign, and He will be victorious. Right now, even though I believe that, I am fighting off discouragement and weariness. It seems like the attack on our finances is a vice-grip that keeps getting tighter and tighter, threatening to pop the head off of me and destroy me, but this too shall pass. Right?
I will praise You in this storm.

"Wherever God's finger points, His hand will clear a way."

Though the fig tree does not bud and there are no grapes on the vines, though the olive crop fails and the fields produce no food, though there are no sheep in the pen and no cattle in the stalls, yet I will rejoice in the Lord, I will be joyful in God my Savior. ~ Habakkuk 3:17-18

He is my help, my eyes are on Him, He is teaching me to trust even though all feels lost. He is teaching me to be content in every situation. To sing and praise Him even though I feel like weeping. This may sound dramatic, but there are so many varying things that have gone on in the past month, (actually, five months, but who's counting? ha.) that I can't even write about on here. People keep telling me there is a season of rest and good things coming, and I will hope for the best. Thanks for reading, and praying, if you think of us. Blessings.

Monday, October 4, 2010

Sorrow & Joy

The most obvious example of sorrow and joy to me is marriage. There are so many things that can bring you either. I am so in love with my husband, more so today than when we first said our vows. He is my best friend, and when anything is wrong, I feel it in my own heart. Sounds strange, but anyone who is married to their best friend knows exactly what I am talking about.
Because we have a roaring enemy that prowls about seeking how to destroy us, and our marriages, I am finding I need to step up my prayer life.
I find joy when we laugh about things only we can laugh about together. I find sorrow when there are things he thinks he can't share with me. I find joy when he is home on a Sunday and we snuggle up together and there is nothing to fight about. There is sorrow when he is gone for hours and days and I feel far away from him because I haven't heard his voice in my ear, or felt his hand in mine. I never knew, not even when I first married Chris, that I could love someone this much. There is a verse in Song of Solomon, and he read it to me when we were engaged. It says,"Love is as strong as death, its jealousy unyielding as the grave. It burns like a mighty flame. Many waters cannot quench love; rivers cannot wash it away. If one were to give all the wealth of his house for love, it would be utterly scorned." S of S 8:6-7.
What a powerful entry! My heart is feeling the full effect of this today. Love is stronger than death.