Hidden
Ps 32:7
7 You are my hiding place; you will protect me from trouble
and surround me with songs of deliverance. Selah
NIV
The farther I go,
and grow-
the less I know…
When I was yet young in my faith, I believed that my faith was deep and abiding. I believed that if I prayed according to the Bible, I could avoid painful times, sickness and hardship. I believed my God would spare me. And then times of deep trials and suffering came. And with it, questions. Where had my faith failed? Did I not believe enough? Quote enough verses? Fast enough? Was there sin in my life?
In those days of painful testing, I believed that my faith had failed. And the very foundation of faith, was completely eroded. During those dark days of personal loss, I chose to believe God anyway. Putting Him in a box in my mind of “too vast to understand”, I chose to continue my walk with Him. In time, I began to heal. But my belief that my life was bullet-proof did not return.
In recent years, we have gone through other seasons of hurt and painful questions. But this time, instead of feeling like my faith had failed, I recognized that the greater faith was not in believing God would keep me from all of life’s sorrows, but rather in believing that He is my constant companion, come what may.
The farther I go with God, the less I feel that I have Him figured out. Truly, the more I walk near Him, see His hand, see His decisions passed down, the more I truly understand that He really is beyond figuring out. But He is so wonderful. So loving. So gracious. The more I grow in Him the more I come to trust Him, especially when I do not understand.
Today our family, once again, faces a fork in the road. Those monumental moments that present a crisis of faith. Do I believe? Or do I throw up my hands?
Ah, but I have already made that decision long ago. I will never throw up my hands. I will praise Him in the storm. I will cling to Him in the lions’ den. I will look for the One who walks through it all with me.
When the storm rages and fear rises within, I will press my face into His bosom. I will call upon Father God to hide me, and know that His arms fold over me in love and protection. He guards my heart. He protects my soul. He will surround me with songs of deliverance. Perhaps not in the refrain that I chose. Possibly not in melody that I would like. But in a higher way. A deeper way. In a tongue too awesome to comprehend. With the voice of many waters, He sings over me. Do you hear Him? He is with you in your trouble!
Dear God, you are altogether faithful and trustworthy. Thank you that Who you are is all I could ever need. In Jesus’ Name. Amen.
bless you dear.
Praying that God will show you the way to go and that He will hold you and yours safe in His arms until the storm passes by.
Thank you for the beautiful reminder that we He is our hiding place.