Tonight, the only way to describe things between the disaster of my house and the madness of packing.... the insanity of Christmas season at work and the long hours... and all the new chapters beginning is the lyrics to a song....
Is it fair to say I was lured away?
By endless distractions and lovelier attractions then
Or fairer still, my own free will
Is the better one to blame
For this familiar mess I've made again
So I would understand, if you were out of patience
And I would understand, if I was out of chances
(Chorus)
Your mercies are new every morning So let me wake with the dawn When the music is through or so it seems to be Let me sing a new song, old things gone Every day it's true, You make all Your mercies new
The distance left between East and West
Is how far You would go to forget the debt I owe
And thrown into the sea, the wicked ways in me
Will never have a chance to wash back on the sand
So I would understand, if you would make me pay
I would understand, lying in the bed I made again
Up comes the sun on every one of us
Gone, gone, gone the guilt and shame that knew your name
and maybe some words I read in Romans...
"And we rejoice in the hope of glory of God. Not only so, but we rejoice in our sufferings, because we know that suffering produces perseverance; perseverance character; and character, HOPE. And HOPE does not disappoint us, because God has poured out his love into our hearts."
This is madness.... craziness. Every night before I go to bed I sit and marvel at the wonders of my Creator. I stand in awe.. nothing has changed except for my active decision to serve Him in all that I do.. and since that moment, even in the midst of the hurricane I have a peace. And in all honesty it is SO STRANGE. I don't know how to cope. And that fact makes me laugh. Ahh... life is funny!
Hope your night was good (that would be Friday night). Dan said you did great. I love that song, it's a true for me as it is for you. I praise Him that we never run out of chances!
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