I am at a loss for words, Father.
I pray you guide us in the days and weeks ahead because, I am flying blind here.
Every day I feel my legs cut out from under me, in someway or another, yet somehow, you prevail.
When I trip, you hold me steady.
When I fall, you pick me back up.
I have no answers, but you do.
I see no pictures, but you know, Lord.
You know it all, where I only see pieces of a much larger puzzle and the potential for disaster, you have already won the battle and the war. I just have to trust you and pray and worship my way through it.
It’s so frustrating. It was all so mishandled, Father, but none of that matters now. We are here and only you, Lord can show us the path ahead.
I want to thank you, because despite of the mess, something good come out already.
I see that we have a much larger problem, a much deeper root, but I also know how to better pray and worship my way here, for that’s what this last month has been about, no?
Preparation.
Preparing me. Teaching me.
You told me, Lord. You did, but once again I filled in the blanks the way I wanted to. I put my own expectations on the circumstances and I couldn’t tell you how or why but as we are here now, I see no sense in trying to do anything but figure out the road ahead with you in the lead. We’ve all made enough of a mess leading up to this.
How do you want us to go from here?
If I cannot serve you as you command, at home, I am no good to you anywhere.
Today has been a long, draining and emotional day.
My heart hurts. My head hurts, and I am at a loss…
Tomorrow is in You hands. You know what I do not. In every way.
Tomorrow, if you so allow me Lord, I will live to fight another day, but today, I’m going to bed.
“As for me, I look to the Lord for help. I wait confidently for God to save me, and my God will certainly hear me. Do not gloat over me, my enemies!
For though I fall, I will rise again. Though I sit in darkness, the Lord will be my light.”
Micah 7:7-8 NLT
Psalms 73 