When I heard the beginning notes of the song at a recent Worship Night this past weekend, my heart leapt within my chest.
Because this isn’t just a song, it’s MY song. My anthem. My cry.
It’s been the expression of my deepest feelings about a difficult season of life. And it’s been a reminder that in the middle of what seemed like an unfortunate mess, was really unbelievable mercy. Relentless grace. Intensified provision. Radical love.
Because the truth really is that He never forgets an injured heart and He never wastes a broken story. He’s in the business of redeeming the parts of the adventure we’d rather forget, and weaving a glorious tapestry with the fragmented bits of seemingly defective fabric.
And just when you started believing the lie that your narrative was in its closing chapter, you’re once again reminded that He has purposed far more for your life. That His plans outstretch your feeble imagination and that preparation in the waiting was the intention all along.
Because I can only know the excellence of His compassion and rescue by the experience of my wilderness wanderings. I can only know His great kindness and mercy when I look back to examine my own exposure to difficulties that threatened to take me down and render me useless.
But God! But God had other plans. And before I had a problem, He has a redemptive solution.
And the way out is always the way through.
“... BUT GOD remains the strength of my heart...” Psalm 73:26.
And I will keep singing because He never stops pursuing me and wooing me to Himself.
I am Yours forever God!
“Not for a minute was I forsaken, the Lord is in this place, the Lord is in this place. Come Holy Spirit, dry bones awaken, the Lord is in this place, the Lord is in this place.”
Because this isn’t just a song, it’s MY song. My anthem. My cry.
It’s been the expression of my deepest feelings about a difficult season of life. And it’s been a reminder that in the middle of what seemed like an unfortunate mess, was really unbelievable mercy. Relentless grace. Intensified provision. Radical love.
Because the truth really is that He never forgets an injured heart and He never wastes a broken story. He’s in the business of redeeming the parts of the adventure we’d rather forget, and weaving a glorious tapestry with the fragmented bits of seemingly defective fabric.
And just when you started believing the lie that your narrative was in its closing chapter, you’re once again reminded that He has purposed far more for your life. That His plans outstretch your feeble imagination and that preparation in the waiting was the intention all along.
Because I can only know the excellence of His compassion and rescue by the experience of my wilderness wanderings. I can only know His great kindness and mercy when I look back to examine my own exposure to difficulties that threatened to take me down and render me useless.
But God! But God had other plans. And before I had a problem, He has a redemptive solution.
And the way out is always the way through.
“... BUT GOD remains the strength of my heart...” Psalm 73:26.
And I will keep singing because He never stops pursuing me and wooing me to Himself.
I am Yours forever God!
“Not for a minute was I forsaken, the Lord is in this place, the Lord is in this place. Come Holy Spirit, dry bones awaken, the Lord is in this place, the Lord is in this place.”
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