As I am typing these words the smell of smoke is seeping through every crack and crevasse in my home. It's a reminder of the devastation that is happening not twenty miles from here. I hear the complaints of companions and even my own. Things like "I'm sorry your house is on fire but I want to watch The Office" (which isn't on due to continuous news coverage) or "Maybe we'll get out of school tomorrow that way I can sleep in." Oh how I pray the Lord will humble His people! How sad that we are more concerned with the mundane. How petty are our lives.
Lately I have been thinking of future jobs and what life will look like after May 23rd--often wondering where will I be and what will be next. It wasn't until tonight when I was holding hands with eight Godly women that I finally heard the voice of the Lord say that He was in control. It again made me realize that I haven't given all of myself to Him. After we prayed and everyone went their separate ways I was compelled to stay there and listen. The girls practicing for Chapel started singing through several songs that I knew but then they began singing new lyrics, ones that were unfamiliar to me. "Hallelujah, hallelujah...Whatever's in front of me help me to sing hallelujah..." These words penetrated my soul. It was as if I had a glimpse of a God MUCH bigger than myself, one that no words could express. As it says in the book of Romans my spirit interceded with heavenly groaning--a longing for an ever faithful God that I have been so complacent about in recent weeks.
I prayed tonight that the devastation, that is at this very moment growing greater, wouldn't be remembered as a day of tragedy; rather that revival would spring up from the ashes and His glory would reign! I think the verse at the top of my blog is very relevant right now: "The Lord Said 'I will answer the pleading of the sky for clouds, which will pour down water on the earth in answer to its cries for rain.'"
- Hosea 2:21
Have Faith.
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