Tuesday, July 29, 2008
I think out of the 30 years (almost) that I have lived, these last two months have been the toughest. I think I can honestly say that it hasn't been just one wrecking ball, but multiple. I have rephrased the saying "when it rains, it pours" to "when it rains, it tsunamis". These months have been tough. Honestly, I have cried more than I have ever had in my life, wrestled with myself, wrestled with God, sought my own results, and finally came to the point of being poured out as a drink offering to God and submitting to Him. This IS definitely the deepest pit that I have been in. I am well acquainted with it's walls, it's rules, and it's darkness. I would be lying to you if I said that giving up didn't run constantly through my head at certain times. In saying all of this, I have concluded to one thing: "Every pit has a purpose."
2 He lifted me out of the pit of despair,
out of the mud and the mire.
He set my feet on solid ground
and steadied me as I walked along.
3 He has given me a new song to sing,
a hymn of praise to our God.
Many will see what he has done and be amazed.
They will put their trust in the Lord.
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- Keysha said...
August 8, 2008 at 10:46 PMCham - your blog sounds a lot like my journal from 2003 and a series of devotional emails I sent to friends over a number of months. Psalm 40 is still my life verse after my divorce...after learning I never had lost my true Love - that Jesus was there all of the time. He did lift me out of the miry clay - in phases and over time set my feet upon a rock (his word) and most importantly...put a new song of praise in my mouth that others may see and know the Lord. Praying you continue to dwell in the sweetness of Him in midst of the pain that I know hurts so much. Your sister in Christ - Keysha.